It's our time

~ Chapter 4 ~

And the day I've been dreading the most is finally here. 

The first day of school.

I had to sleep at the Jone's house because of the storm. All roads were cut, so Scott couldn't drive me home. 

I slept in the guest's room. The room was the size of like half of my entire house. 

It's almost 7 a.m. and school starts at 8. 

Destiny gave me an old flowery dress from when she was younger. I loved it. It was super cute and vintage. And it fit me like it was made for me. Even with my clear underweight.

I'm really not one to use dresses and girly clothes, but this dress stole my heart. 

I shower, get dressed and go downstairs to meet them.

In the kitchen already were Destiny, Scott and the twins. 

Scott had three children: the twins (Rosie and Noah) that were 8 years old and an older son (Jack? or Jace? ) that was my age. 

Last night, the twins were already asleep when I woke up and that's why I didn't meet them then. And the older son was at a friend's house and wasn't able to come home because of the storm.

Destiny told me all about her grandchildren and how much she missed them when they were away. And how happy she was that they were living with her now. 

She really was a sweet and loving lady. 

"Good morning" I say. 

They all look at me and give me a very welcoming smile. 

"Hi guys. It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Kia" I tell the twins, who were looking at me like I was some sort of an alien. 

"I'm Rosie" the girl tells me getting up from her seat and giving me a very warming hug. 

My heart melts. 

"Hi... I'm Noah... and you... you are very pretty" the little boy says, his cheeks turning red with embarrassment. 

My heart melts again. 

Why is this entire family so sweet? I wish mine was like this.

We have breakfast all together and talk the entire time. It was really nice and they made me feel like I was part of the family. 

For the first time in a while, I was truly happy.

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I can't believe I'm actually here. 

But here I am. In front of those big blue walls. High school. 

I text Lilah and tell her to meet me by my locker. She's always late. 

"Hi babe! Love the dress! You almost look like a girl. I love it!" Lilah tells me when she finally arrives and hugs me. 

"Thank god you're here! I've been here for like 10 minutes and I already want to puke." I fume.

"Oh stop! Just stop. You're not starting with that crap again. It's senior year. And you are going to enjoy it. Because if you don't I'm literally going to kill you" she exclames. 

And we both burst out laughing.

This girl is just... unique.

"By the way, this dress is not even mine... so don't be expecting me to wear girly clothes anymore" I tell her. 

"Then who is it from? And what happened to your forehead?" she asks, acknowledging the cut. 

"It's a really long story, we don't have time now" I say "And the cut was from a surfing accident yesterday. But I'm fine" I assure her.