Elaine Hutcherson is a shy, insecure, 16 year old girl.
It all changes when she meets 7 friends.
She will have the best year until her dad comes to take her away.
And crime, murder, and disaster begins.


1. Breathe In Breathe Out

   I wake up. I hold my chest. Just a dream, I thought. Just a dream. I look on my phone and it's 8:00am. Ugh. Today was Saturday. I got up and put on a hoodie, jeans, and Sperry's and grab my notebook. I run outside and sit against a tree. I start to write with my favorite purple ink pen.


  The only way for me to notice my beauty is for someone to tell me. So they can feel it too. It's like making your friend try a weird food combination with you. You have no idea what to think of it, so you have someone else's opinion. To you, I might be nothing. Or I could be the most talented thing you've ever seen. But I don't have confidence, so I can't tell myself that. Maybe I could change that about me....I've never been shallow and/or full of my self. So I think it means no confidence. My life is like a blur right now. So I really just keep moving on and taking what life gives me. But you know what they say, "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass by, it's about learning to dance in the rain"


  I clip the pen to my notebook and go back inside. I grab Nutella and a spoon. I go in my room and watch a little TV, while eating the tub of Nutella. I was always the quiet unnoticeable girl. Everyone I walk by looks at me strangely. Both good ways and bad ways. Once when I was 13, I was walking at the mall and I walk by this young couple. Their child smiled at me with her big blue eyes. She was very sweet. That brightened my day too. There was this other time when I was in 6th grade in science. And the 8th graders were going into the lab which was across from us. One boy smiled at me. I smiled back. He turned and went inside. Oh my god. It was sooo sweet of him. I throw away the empty tub of Nutella and stick the spoon in the sink.


  I walk outside and get on my bike. I ride down on the street. I wait for cars to go by then I head across the pavement, rolling onto the boardwalk. I could smell the saltwater. It looked so pretty out today. I park my bike and take off my Sperry's and socks. I put them in the basket of my bike and I take a walk on the beach listening to my iPod. "Lost and insecure, You found me, You found me." it sang. I close my eyes and breathe in and out. I open my eyes. I started to head back. When I got to the bike I rode off, still barefoot because my feet were sandy. When I got to the house I rinsed off my feet. I look at the California sky. I was very tired. So I went and layed in bed. I woke up and looked at my phone. 1:00. I went in the kitchen to see mom reading a magazine. I made a cheese and jalepeno quesadilla. I sat by mom and ate. "Tomorrow we are going to the party for the neighborhood." she said. "But mom we are new here, the kids here haven't even said a word to me yet." I said as I took a bite of my quesadilla. "Well maybe you could talk to them, maybe they are shy." "No Mom, I'm never accepted. I'm always rejected! They probably don't need a friend." I argue back. "Elaine, I know your shy but you could make friends of you open your mouth. It's easy." "Yeah, for other people." I say, taking the last bite. I throw the plate away and go in my room. I was tired of fighting with my mom. We never are happy anymore. Er, welcome to the teen years.

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