Azaya Prince
A girl with a troubled past, and a secret she knew nothing about. Moving to the town of River Valley, she discovers shocking secrets that could change her innocent life
(Book #2 of the secret series)
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Dear journal With everything's that's been happening and the fact that Klaus was nowhere to be found. I was lost. My whole life has been a lie. The perfect picture my so called mother pictured for us was becoming colourless, revealing all her lies and deceit. Though none of it was perfect to begin with. She might not see it, but there was no happy family. It was all in her mind. No one was truly happy in her web of lies. And I'd rather have a vampire drain me than be caught up in any of it.
"He's bound to do it" Mist grinned, dipping her hand into the KFC box, pulling out a chicken leg.
"Yeah, but he's a bit hard beaded" Pam pointed out, scrolling through her latest Instagram feeds.
"Like dah, that's Elijah for you. But you guys are cute with your show no emotion thing going on" Mist said, pointing the chicken leg at Pam.
"I agree, you guys did look cute at the carnival and at the rally" I told her, pulling my on my cheer uniform. Since today was the last day of spirit week. They decided to cancel school for the day since the game was at ten and the activities and after jam was right after everything.
The girls and I were currently in my room, waiting for me to get dressed. While pulling my hair into a center ponytail. A soft knock echoed through my room. Walking over to my door, I pulled it open to see my sister standing there with a shocked look on her face once she saw my outfit.
"What are you wearing Azaya" she asked, scanning me from head to toe. Looking over my outfit, I realized that my purple and white cheer skirt at least three inches below my butt with my matching cheer shirt tucked into it. My white knee length sock was paired with a purple and white sneakers.
"My cheer uniform" I told her, watching her intently as she rocked uncomfortably in front me. "What's wrong Naya" I asked a bit concern.
"Can I....am....I wanted to ask if I could come to the game" she asked slowly, not making eye contact. Another thing we got from our mother.
"Sure" I smiled, opening the door wider so she could enter. Mist was the first to spot her, jumping up from her position on my bed and rushed over to my sister, pulling her into a warm embrace.
"You must be Anaya, Azaya talks about you all the time" Mist grinned, at my sister's uncomfortable expression. Truth be told, I've never really mentioned my sister more than once after she arrived. I knew Mist was only trying to make her feel comfortable. "I'm Misty by the way, Zaya's new bestie"
"Oh....am..hi" my sister replied nervously, looking down at her ballet. Mist eyes scanned her quickly, her mouth gapping at my sister's outfit.
