Dedicated tooooooo:Meghan ily babe, you've always been like my sister, and when you helped me out this past month, I decided you were from the gods.
Playlist:
Angels on the Moon BPOV:
I drove my truck up to the long narrow driveway of my new boarding school. A faded sign read 'Saint Misery' in classy, dark script, that was chipped off in some places, revealing the wood underneath. I sighed. My mom and dad were always sending me off to new schools. And, by the looks of things, this would, by far, be the worst. I turned the car off, and took my key out of the ignition before unbuckling, and opening my door. But when I stepped out, my butt hit the ground instead of my feet. I sighed again, then went into the office and got my information. I went up to my room, and unlocked the door. A small teenager opened the door from the inside before I even got it open, though. "Hi!" she squealed. She bounced up and down excitedly, before giving me a hug with the strength I thought would be impossible for a girl of her size. "H-hello there" I stammered out, before she let me go. "You must be Mary Alice Brandon Cullen, right?" I asked, reading her name from a slip of paper. "Yes, but call me Alice, please. Mary is so plain-jane, if you ask me..." I stopped her rambling with a polite smile. "My stuff should already be here, right?" I asked. She nodded her head, in one fast, jerky bob. She opened the door wider, so that I could get in, and I was shocked.
Authors Note:
Yeah, semi-cliffie there. But, I'm just getting back into the swing of things, so that's why it was so short. The playlist might not always match the chapter, but the song is just being played. I rarely match them up.