The Wallflower

There are some people who never get picked to be on the team. People who just fade into the background with no friends. There are people who never get asked to join clubs, sport teams, never get asked to prom, who no one pays any mind to. What happens to me? I'm a wallflower and the beta's youngest daughter.


2. New Life

I'm sorry in advance if this chapter is short.


   Bryan's Point of View

My little sister is moving in with us today. I haven't seen her in almost three years. I miss her but I wont tell her. She's only younger then me by five months. Oh, we've been friends for about 10 years. Siblings for eight of those years. Her dad tells me she's been through hell and back. I need to see her, my best friend, my sister. She won't be here until tonight.


 Hayden's Point of View

  My cloths and other belongings are in boxes. My sister and her boyfriend are crying, but this is what's best for me. I guess. My dad and grandpa pull up in my dad's truck. We put all my things into the back of his pickup. I hugged everyone goodbye. My sister's boyfriend, Arsen, picks me up and hugs me. 

"I know I'm short but you don't need to pick me up." I laugh sadly. I can feel his salty tears through my shirt. It takes a lot to make this macho man to cry, let alone in front of anyone. My dad stands there awkwardly, I haven't seen them in almost three years. Three years since I've been to Nashville. So much has changed; I've changed so much. I'm not that  sweet innocent little girl anymore. I'm tougher. 

 I broke down. I wouldn't have to move if my mother didn't start drinking and doing drugs. I was leaving everything behind. I was leaving behind my drug-alcohol addicted mother, my abusive stepfather, my mom's friend who was more of a mother then my biological one, my grandmother who tried so hard, my loving sister and her boyfriend, I was leaving behind everyone of my friends. And, for the first time, I didn't know what I was gonna do. I hugged my sister tightly, she's been my rock through all of this and vise versa. 

 I climbed into the backseat of the truck and we were off. The tears fell down my cheeks like waves. Everything I knew was in New York. Before I knew it we were at my Dad's house 15 mins from the heart of Nashville, Tennessee.

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