Chapter 1: A new beginning

Chapter 1: A new beginning

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Today was the day. The day I got to make a new me. A new school, new friends, a new life. I was going into the 9th grade. I was worried about everyone not liking me, scared i would never make new friends. I would just come home and cry all night then get up and go back to hell. The day had finally come I woke up at 5:30, took a shower, and got dressed. I had normal close on a sweatshirt, jeans, and boots. My mom took me and dropped me off. I learned something in the beginning... Dont let fear take over your life. I walked into my first class and looked around. Everyone had their eyes on me. I stood there and said my name and where i was from. Everyone smiled and greeted me. I sat down with Julie she was my first friend. We talked through out the whole class and all day. At lunch i sat with her and we became best friends. I looked across a couple tables and i seen you. I didnt know your name or who you were or anything but i seen you. I asked Julie who is that girl? She said thats Mary. I smiled and said I might go talk to her. Julie and I stood up and walked over and sat down and introduced ourselves. All of a sudden I got a strong feeling I didnt know what it was but I could feel my heart beating out of my chest and I couldnt understand. This was the first time i have ever felt this. All my life i had been the one who didnt want to be around anyone, because i wasnt good enough. I didnt want to love anyone because it always faded or they didnt care. Mary was different, she smiled at me and i smiled back like we were two little kids. By the time we were done it was time to go home. We gave each other our info and went our different ways.
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"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."

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