Audrey (IN EDITING)

And Her First Day of Senior Year

It's been a long summer. The last three weeks of August has felt longer than all of June and July put together. I clean slated every tortuous memory, everything from the Dream catcher taking Brittany away up until the day after her funeral. I know that pain makes you stronger and you grow from it, but it didn't work as well as I'd hope. Instead, it ate away at my soul. I didn't move or eat anything, and I also considered taking my life. I had to keep living though. For her. I promised her that I would graduate high school and change the world for the better. To do that, I had to remove everything associated with pain and her.

My eighteenth wasn't the same without Brittany or Donny, so I had to make other plans. Instead, I decided to fulfill Kathy's teenage wish and took her and dad to the wonders of the world – in one day. Perks of having powers – no need for passport or airplanes.

We settled into a house over on Rubens Avenue in Venice, California shortly after my birthday. I paid for it as a thankyou and a sorry to my parents for the move. I owe my parents everything for this move. My dad was able to transfer to the California office, but Kathy had to switch from personal trainer to receptionist at the local gym. It was the least I could do; use my power for some good.

Three weeks ago, I was so excited to be walking into Roosevelt High with my best friends by my side, but instead, I'm here in California, on my way to enter a new building with no friends and a whole year of high school to complete. Things couldn't be better.

I was driving down the boulevard, taking in my new surroundings. It's a bit weird to see blue skies all the time, but there's something so rich about the tone that makes you feel happy and peaceful. Old school Beyoncé was on the radio and I was feeling less nervous about my first day.

It's my last first day...ever. I have to take that in. I can't believe it.

Usually I'm comfortable meeting new people but this time it's completely different. I think it's the nerves seeping through my body and creeping into my head to make me feel this way. I guess I'm scared I won't make friends or if I do, they'll just use me for my gift. I don't know what to expect.

I didn't put much thought or effort into my choice of clothing or my hair. I'm comfortable, that's all that should matter. I like to keep myself grounded and not buy expensive designer clothes, makeup or anything like that, kind of because I always said that I'd hate to be that spoiled, rich brat that people talk about and hate. But it's mainly because I want to be the girl who's humble and who people admire and respect.

I drove around the corner and the clean white walled school with big windows and freshly cut summer grass beaming around it. It looked stunning and surprisingly clean for a high school in 2014. I heard that Grease was filmed here, and it still looks quite the same as it did in the movie.

I looked closer and there weren't any people at the front. Huh. Maybe they're all inside. I looked at the sound system to check the time.

8:50AM. I can't be late, surely.

I pulled up the street and headed into the parking lot towards the side of the school. I noticed that there weren't many spots left. I cruised down each lane and saw a great spot up ahead, near the footpath. I skimmed into it nicely. I really hate reverse parking even though it's easier.

A loud, cringe-worthy horn caused my head to turn, only to see these three girls, all good-looking, in a bright blue convertible, gazing at me with snobby, stuck-up looks. They looked completely pissed off.

I took the keys out of the ignition and opened my door. I didn't want to look back at them, but as I got out, I took a quick look to see if the girls were still staring. They were – with daggers in their eyes. I reached back in to grab my bag and then closed the door. I locked my car and started to walk to the front, but the same annoying horn scared the daylights out of me. I turned around and looked back and saw that the metallic blue Mercedes was still in the same spot, with the brunette driver giving me a dirty look.