I lay here tangled in the sheets. I can feel the leftover mascara on my lashes from last night. To the left of me, is a big window. The sun was out, but the glass was still wet from the storm last night. The memories hit me like a truck. Last night. The storm. Him. Me. This can't be happening.

I open the doors to my new school. Eager yet bored, since this has happened so many times in my life. Im so done with having to change schools. As i walk in, i find my locker and start putting my things inside. I grab my science textbook and folder, and get ready for a day like hell. I walk into my first hour and get stares from all types of people. A jock who i can tell is popular, gives me a grin. Like id want that. I sit down next to a brunett chick. She gives me a dirty look and chews her gum even louder. I look to my right and see a dark haired boy staring at me. "Way to come on strong" i thought. But thats not what he wanted at all.