Prologue

It was a few days before I started my junior year of high school. I was still a little surprised though, because I haven't moved since I was like 2 or 3 years old, and I wasn't expecting for us to move till after I was 18. It all started a couple of weeks before we moved. They told me basically to say bye to the few friends I had, and leave my old life behind. I was utterly shocked and tried to talk them out of moving, but they wouldn't listen, which is normally how things work out for me. They kept on saying, that I'll get over and that I'd make new friends. I said to them," Are you kidding? I'll never make new friends! I'm too shy…", but they obviously didn't listen, because here I am, unpacking my things into my new room.

We've been here for about a week now, and I turned 17 2 days ago, but no one really remembered or paid attention. I have 3 other siblings and my parents are always so busy with them that they just kind of forget about me, which is exactly what happened on my 17th birthday this year. Normally, I wouldn't care, because I would have my friends, but not this year. My parents also just had a baby, so they're a lot busier than usual. My sibling's names are Tyler (7), who is extremely annoying and pisses me off frequently, Megan, who can be very sweet at times, so she's o.k. for as o.k. as a little sister can get, and Ella (1 month) who is the newest, and most likely the last member of the family. I was never a girl for doing girly things, like shopping all the time, or painting my nails, and other stuff like that. I'm more of an outgoing girl, but I normally do things by myself, or once in a while, hang out with my BFF Steph, but I can't exactly do that anymore. I shake my head and say," Alicia Rose Czarnik, what have you let yourself get into.