Chapter 1

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Lily’s POV

“Hey Lily honey, go pack your suitcase. Your father and I are taking you on a getaway. Your schoolwork seems to stress you out. It’s our treat to you for being our perfect daughter!”

“K Mom. Thanks by the way. You’re the best family ever! Love you.”

“Love you t—“

*BEEP*BEEP*

Ugh! Stupid alarm. Ruined my perfect dream. Those dreams are my only way to find happiness in this darn house, might as well get out of bed now. I get shivers trying to get up without the floors creaking. It would be bad if my parents woke up. Oh how happy they would be to get their amusement from beating me this morning. It’s weird how I can have the best dreams with a perfect family but in reality, they don’t even deserve to be called “parents.” 

I take a quick trip to the bathroom, brush my teeth, wash my hair and get out. I do not take a shower in the morning because the sound will surely wake those demons up *cough*cough* my parents. The time is 7:15 and if I don’t leave soon I’m going to be late. Let me see, it takes me about twenty minutes to walk to school so if I leave in fifteen minutes then I’ll reach to school at about 7:50. School starts at 8:00 so I’m all good. Hmmm what shall I wear? I choose out a plain white tee, some black skinny jeans, a varsity jacket, and blackish grey Jordans. It’s time for me to leave this prison. Yippee!

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As I walk to school, all I do is pop my headphones in and think about life. That’s what I always do. It’s kind of my way to release all the negativity in my life and think positive. It gives me time to actually dream about things, how life would be happily ever after. I wish sometimes that I can run from all my problems. I just want to take all the anger that has been building inside of me and yell it all out. I feel as if I don’t try hard enough everything is going to collapse me in. If I mess anything up, I’m going to be ruining something much bigger than what I’m going through. I believe with all my heart that things will definitely change. There is a time for everyone; mine is just not here yet. But it will, someday….

“Oops! Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” I say. Wow, I am a total klutz, like always. 

“Oh if it isn’t Lily Anne! What up hot stuff.” retorts Tyler. He is one of the school’s players. Him and his jock friends. Gross. 

“Um, buh-bye…” I reply. He is SUCH a loser. He never gives up does he? Tyler and I have a long running history. It just sickens me. I walk to my locker, grab my things and walk to class. I sit beside my best friend, Chelsea. I pass her a note that says: Hey what’s up? I expect her not to reply and then get mad at me afterwards for interrupting her precious “academic time.” Oh, if only she knew. I do that every morning just to get on her nerves. 

“Ok class, take out your materials. Today we will engage in studies about the harmful parasites found all around the world,” commands Mr. Crane. We’re just going to listen to him going on and on and on about this crappy topic. Doesn’t he understand that no one cares? All anyone ever does is talk. I completely zone out on whatever he says. After what seems like ages, the bell rings. Truth is, I’m in senior year and sixteen, but I take AP classes. I’m actually supposed to be starting junior year. I even take classes up a grade level, like chemistry for instance. What I love about that class is that all of my best friends are in that class with me! There’s Chelsea, Caitlin, and Ben. They are all seniors. I’m the baby and they tease me a lot for that. But at least I’m smarter than them!

Chelsea is the nerdy one in our group. She unconditionally loves to read books. Chelsea is five foot seven, has dirty blonde hair, grey eyes, and beautiful light skin. She’s on the debate team. She can win any argument and I am so dead serious. Even when Chelsea’s wrong, she can seem innocent. She is correspondingly one of the prettiest girls in our grade. At least that’s what I think. She’s naturally pretty not the ugly slutty pretty, like most of the girls in our school. Beauty and brains, who would have thought?

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