All Hail The Heart Breaker

Chapter 1; A Fresh Start

6 months earlier

"you know, you really shouldn't be going out tonight, we do have a bio project due Monday." Amanda says to me so loud it almost hurts. I pull my phone away from my ear, I have always hated how she practically has her phone in her mouth when she talks, making even her whisper seem like a scream.

"Have I ever cared about biology? And it's not like I'm going out and getting smashed tonight, I'm just going to the movies." It's all true, this is no big night out compared to my normal nights going out. Well, and biology is'nt exactly my top priority, especialy on a Saturday night.

"Okay, well tell me how things go with this new guy.. Whats his name? .. Adam?" 

"Andrew." I correct her.

"Whatever. Text me later. Love you, bye!" She says in a rush. I snap my phone shut, and stand up from my computer desk, taking one last look in the mirror on my vanity. I have to admit, I couldn't look any better for this date. My deep brown hair is straightened and my green eyes look brighter then ever for whatever reason. I grab my purse and make my way to the door. 

I walk into the living room, only to find my mother sitting in her pajamas on the couch, reading her kindle. Her long, curly brown hair is thrown up in a bun, and she has her glasses on. 

"Mum, I'm going out."

She doesn't look up from her kindle. She must be reading something extremely interesting..

"Mum! in case you're wondering, I'm going to go rob a bank, and spend half on cigarette cartons, and the other half on prostitutes and cocaine." I say, in a sarcastic manner, hopping to catch her attention. She looks up at me, with a surprised look on her face. Hook, Line and Sinker.

" Well, keep in mind that i smoke lights. Thanks sweetie, your the best." She smiles and winks at me.

This is why I love my mum. She can handle jokes and isn't a complete control freak, like how Amanda's parents are. They are always questioning where she is going, and who she's with; then adding them on Facebook and stalking their every move. That's not my mum, she's the most relaxed mother I know; She doesn't care what I do, where I go, who I go with or if I come home before curfew. It's not that she doesn't care about me, because i know she does. We talk about everything. And We don't keep secretes. Having my mother is like having a mum and best friend all in one. What more could a 16 year old girl ask for?

"But really mum, I'm going out. I should be back by ten. Just going to the movies." I say quickly, realizing I only have 15 more minutes to get to the cinema, and start heading torwards the door.

"Okay Tyler, have fun. Try to stay out of trouble." She says back to me, and looks back down at her Kindle.

I shut the front door behind me, and step out into the frosty air. I look down at my legs, and see tiny goose bumbs covering an uncovered patch of skin, peeking threw a tare in my jeans.  This proves that they are way too ripped up for this weather. I start walking to my car, while the fresh icy snow crunches beneath my boots. I get into the drivers seat, and throw my purse into the passenger side; right when i see a light from inside go off. Knowing it was a text message, I reach inside and grab my cigarettes and my phone. I pluck one fag from my pack, and open my phone, which reads;

Andrew: Can't wait to see you again, baby girl :) 

I feel the sides of my lips form into a grin, and snap my phone shut, throwing it back into my purse, while grabbing my lighter. I light my cigarette, and start backing out of my drive way. 

I met Andrew about two weeks ago at a basketball game. He approached me while I was with a group of friends, and told me that he was a new kid to our High School, and asked if I would be as kind enough to show him around sometime. I knew he wouldn't really need me to show him around, but instead just wanted my number; but I gave it to him anyways. We started texting constently, and waveing a hello whenever we'd pass in the hall ways. And now here we were. I'm not normaly the boyfriend type,  but it really is nice to have a boy that will, without a doubt, make time for you.