Counting Stars

16 year old Lela Hemmings has never felt real love. Her father died when she was 15 and her mother died giving birth to Lela. Lela lives with her Aunt. She is depressed, insecure, and shy. She walks the halls with her head down and her mouth shut. She is bullied though. Pushed. Laughed at. Judged. Due to her shyness, she literally doesn't talk to people. At all. As a result, she is afraid to stand up for herself. Then someone walked into her life. She didn't want them to stay, but she didn't want them to leave. Can someone as simple as a person, as simple as a boy, change her life?


4. Weekends. And whatever else life has planned.

Weekends. And whatever else life has planned.


I sit on my bed praying to god my aunt doesn't try to make me communicate.

I get a text.

-Hey, want to hang out? -AshKnowsAll

-Nah. I'm fine.

Wait, how the fuck did he get my number?

-Justin wont be there. -AshKnowsAll

-Eh, what the hell. Park in ten.

I get up and walk outside.

My aunt won't care.

I get to the the park and I see Ashton.

"You're probably wondering how I got your number." He says. I nod.

"Some girl named Jessica." Shit. "She said you guys used to talk a lot." Shit. "Something about your dad dieing." I'm done.

I immediately turn around and walk away.

He can't know.

Not even my aunt knows.

Jessica is the only one that knows.

No! This isn't happening! I start to run. I can tell he is catching up.

He pulls my arm and this time, catches me.

"You can trust me. I won't tell those barbie dolls a single thing. I swear on my life." He said with pleading eyes. I shook my head and pulled away.

This isn't happening. The world hates me.


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