My Boys

When Tara was little, she had a best friend but then had to move away. She found a new best friend but once again had to move. She found another best friend but was forced to move. Once again, she finds a new best friend and then has to move. This best friend, gets Tara into a bit of trouble with her parents. So once again she has to move. Each of her best friends gave her a present before leaving and she always kept them. When Tara starts out at a brand new school and makes plenty of friends, everything goes well. That is until the fist day of high school when she sees people she never thought see would ever see again. Will that all become best friends? Will anyone of them fall for Tara?

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23. Unfocused

~Tara's POV~

The next day, I meet up with Zayn at my locker. I'm dressed in my usual style but with a few additions that are hidden. After putting on the bracelets and the locket last night, I've decided to keep them on. The locket is hidden underneath my shirt and the sleeve of my shirt is covering up the bracelets. Zayn tries talking to me, but I don't really pay attention.

When classes start, all I can think about are the memories of Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall. I try to focus on my school work but of course I can't. Zayn has asked me a few times if everything is alright and I just nod. Even during lunch I'm out of it. No one is able to get me out of my head.

As Zayn and I walk home after school, we are quiet. I think Zayn realizes there's something on my mind today and he just needs to let me be. When I get home, I'm still in my own world. It comes time for supper and I'm still reliving memories of my friends. I don't hear a single word said.

After eating, I go into the den and look on the book selves for a big light pink book. Once I find it, I grab it, and take it upstairs. I sit down on my bed and look at the cover as I run my hand across it. I open the book to the first page that says, Tara's Scrapbook. I flip through the pages look at the pictures of me with my friends and the memories still come flooding back. I fall asleep looking through the pictures and as I sleep, the memories keep on playing.

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