My name is Willow Paterson.
I don't believe in a word people say that could last a lifetime.
How could it? There's so many people in this world, hurtful, but some may be kind, as it seems.
Trust is something you find in a fairytale, where the prince finds their princess and living a happily ever after.
But this isn't no fairytale, this is real life.
And in real life, trust doesn't exist.
But who am I kidding, I'm only a junior in high school, so I don't know much, but at the same time I do.
I learn over time, at least that's what they say, but I just gotta live with it I guess.
But I guess how this story is gonna start is the first day of junior year, oh what joy.
I wake up, like any usual teenager does, and go to the bathroom to get ready. When it comes to school, I don't wear the cutest dress you could find at your favorite mall. I'd rather be more comfy then worry about what others say. So I basically don't give a shit. I put my hair half up half down, leaving my natural hair as it is (wavy). I apply a tad bit of mascara to my eyes, to just keep a sort of natural look instead of looking like some sick Barbie doll. Then I go to my closet and pick out an outfit. I slip on some black leggings and a sort of baggy navy blue shirt with a short black necklace and some loose bracelets. After that I go downstairs, slip my brown combat boots on and wait at the corner of my street for the bus. Yes, I don't have my license yet, and yes it's a pain. My parents hate the fact that I'm 16 and have to leave soon and can't except that I'm gonna have to start driving soon. All I have to do is take my road test and I'm all set. Not that big of a deal.
*skipping bus ride*
I reach the school and grab my schedule and head to my locker. I'm still by the same people I was by last year, the nerdy (now a sophomore) to my left, and the shy (now senior) to my right. I still don't know why I never got their names, but I guess it doesn't really matter anyways. I grab my stuff and head to my first class, Art. It's one of my favorite subjects because I tend to stress out all the time (like every other teenager), but painting and drawing what's on my mind is one of the most biggest things that relieves me from it. The classroom hasn't really changed, the people don't either. The only thing that's different about them is either some of them are just tan, or some just act a different sort of way. There wasn't a lot of new faces I could notice, since I knew most of them from last year. Then I found one of my good friends, Carter, and sat next to him and chatted till class started.
Carter and I have been friends since 6th grade. He was always one of those chill kids that was friends with everyone but still had a few haters here and there. He wasn't popular, but just the person everyone knew as a person. He had dark brown, curly hair and bolting blue eyes, with fainted freckles all around his face. He was on the schools hockey team last year, but from what he's told me, he's joking a travel team because the schools not as "a challenge" to him. Psh.
*skip to lunch*
The one place I hated was what everyone thinks as a perfect place to finally talk to their friends. Lunch. Sure it's cool to chat with people that aren't in any of your classes, but it's still one of the most annoying parts of the day, because of all the newbies get picked on by what the call "big dogs" at my school (aka seniors), and there's never a person not talking. As soon as I walk into the cafeteria, I spot carter and he moves his head towards a table motioning me to sit there with him. Once Carter comes back to the table with his food, my other friends, Stacy and Cody came at our table to sit down. Stacy had brown-auburn like hair at her shoulders, with hazel eyes that were the perfect color. You could say she was the pretty one out of all of us. Then there's Cody. A shy, blue-eyed ginger that was always shy to everyone but us. When he's around us it's like he's a whole different person that I wish everyone could see, because Cody has a personality that any girl would want. Like everyone else, we talked about our classes and how annoying all the people were in each one. A few minutes later the bell rang, and it was time to go to the last few classes of the day. My next class was anatomy & physiology, which I was pretty excited for, considering myself as a genius in science. I never understood why it was so easy to me, and interesting in a way. At the same time it was boring in some cases, doing the same thing over and over again, at least that was last year. Luckily Stacy was in this class so I sat next to her since this was the only class that I didn't know a lot of people in, considering most of them were seniors. During the class we took down a few notes and the teacher explaining what he planned for this year and what we need to do in order to do well for the exam at the end of the semester. A few more notes later and periods of talking the bell rang again and I headed to my locker to grab my stuff for my last class, World History. And let me tell you I HATE HISTORY WITH A PURE PASSION. I wish it was my first class so it can just fly by and I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore for the rest of the day, but at this school, you're not allowed to change your classes unless it's completely necessary. After the class was over, I grabbed my stuff from my locker and walked on the bus. I didn't know a lot of people because most of them were freshman or sophomores. So I found an empty seat towards the front of the bus and put my headphones in listening to my favorite band, Fall Out Boy. No I'm not a fangirl over them like most girls at my school are, I just love their style of their music and every song they record always has a catchy beat. Later, the bus reaches my street and I get off the bus, walking towards my house. Once I reach my house I got a group text from Stacy reading:
'Everyone go on Skype tonight, I have some news!'
Usually her news isn't really that important as you think, but it doesn't bother any of us so we just let it fly by. Another thing to know about Stacy is that she's also the dramatic one. She will constantly complain about the same exact thing for days and never stop talking about it till we all know it word for word. But the good thing is is that she doesn't do it often. Believe me if she did that all the time I wouldn't be friends with her like I am now. Before going up to my room I complete my homework and have some dinner and put on some sweats and an old tshirt. I open my laptop and log into skype. Once I get online, I immediately receive an invite to Stacy's chat. As soon as I accept the invite, Carter and Cody, along with Stacy's faces pop up in their individual screens. Once we've said our hellos and such Stacy begins to blab about her "such good" news,
"So what I wanted to tell you guys were two things. 1) There's a really hot guy in my calculus class that now sits right in front of me and 2) My mom told me that there will be a new student at our school tomorrow because we have new neighbors that live in that old house that got sold! "
I have to admit, the second news was good but no one spoke a word about the hot guy that now sits by her, so we just continued to talk about her new neighbors,
Cody jumped in saying, "Wait! Stacy! Those people now live in that house?!"
She replied, "Yes Cody, the house the old lady died in"
"What if that lady's ghost still lives in that hou-"
Carter interrupted, "Cody, that house isn't haunted, her neighbors are going to be just fine"
Everyone laughed at Carter's remark and then decided to go to bed since it was pretty late and everyone looked like they were all gonna fall asleep on camera. I closed my laptop and laid on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking thoughts about Stacy's new neighbor, and what's in store for this person, little did I know a few seconds later I already had my eyes shut and fell asleep.
I'm sorry that this chapter is REALLY boring but I just wanted to give you guys a little intro to what the book has in store. Just another reminder that One Direction isn't famous at this point, I might make them famous later, but I'm not sure yet. And I'm also very very sorry that I've been gone for so long, I might continue on my other movella, but for now I'm sticking with this one. So I hope you guys read the next few chapters that I might post later on today because I'm really excited to be back and doing this, I might not have a lot of fans or views but I'm just happy to be back and make some of you wanna read my movellas again :)
-Maddi Olivia Styles