Chapter 1

Chapter 1.

I sit on the cool sand looking out towards the horizon. The breeze caressing my cheek softly. I wiped away the fresh tear that trickles down my face. It's been a hard year, one of loss and despair, of heartache and pain. Everyday seems everlasting. School, the social networking that I ruled. 'The queen bee' that I was has now disappeared as I sink back and keep to myself. I quit the cheerleading squad and resigned from student body president. Everything I have worked for is now evaporating into thin air and I'm becoming someone I have been fearful all my life.

I have lost my best friend Peyton to my now formerly ex-boyfriend. I'm alone which is my worst fear. I have had to grow up with it as my parents practically neglect me and don't give a care what I do as long as I'm passing school. I don't even see them most of the time as they are always flying to random places for business.

I slowly trudge back to my only friend Rachel's place and plonk myself onto my comfy bed and sighing heavily. I roll over and checked the time. It beams 9.00pm, it's so early in the night and right about now I would have been out and about hanging with people, but I am happy enough to wallow in self pity.

I closed my eyes breathing in deeply I soon I fall into a restless long sleep. I awake what only seem minutes later, but in fact the next morning with Rachel hitting me with her pillow.

'Wake up whore, you late for school' said Rachel in her cheery but bitchy voice. I moan and roll over putting a pillow over my head to try and drown out her voice, trying my best to ignore her.

'You can't hide from the world forever' she chimes in a high pitch voice. I knew deep down she's right. I hate when she was right which is most of the time lately.

'Leave without me I'll be there soon' I groan 'I promise' I add sitting up in bed and rubbing my eyes to get a better look of my surroundings.

'Okay and by the way. Take a shower you look like shit'. She smiles walking out of the room.

I so want to hit her with my pillow but I don't have the effort to do so. I shuffle to the mirror and take a good look at myself. She is right I do look like shit. I went into the bathroom and had the quickest shower of man kind. I pick out just a boring outfit there was no one to impress anymore. I pull my hair into a messy bun grab my purse and keys and make my way to my car.

I park in the school car park turn off the ignition of the car and sit back listening to all the school chatter of my fellow students. I will have to spend the next 6 hours of torture in the confinements of Tree Hill High.

I use to walk into Tree Hill with my head high full of confidence ready fro the day ahead. Catching up on gossip or even discussing the weekend that was. Now though it's a different story. My head is hung low as I don't want anyone to notice me hoping I can make it to the library without anyone saying a word.

Yes you heard right, I am spending what is suppose to be the best school year alone in a library trying to pass the time by reading. Reading is a new hobby that I have started realising that it does pass the time pretty quickly.

I reach my locker in one piece and as I grab the book that I will need for the morning. I lose grip on one of my books and it cascades to the ground papers flying everywhere. I quickly bend over grabbing bits and pieces and stuffing it on top of my pile.

'Here' said Peyton who was helping me.

I can feel myself going red from embarrassment having not been in the presence of Peyton in months. Even when we take the same classes I sit at the back of the room whilst she sits towards the front, we never needed to force any conversation.

'Thanks' I quietly say giving a small grin.

'Um I was wondering if we could talk after fifth period, you know skip sixth' I look at her quite shocked as I notice that she is as nervous as I am.

'You know what don't worry' she quickly says standing up.

'No, no, no it um should be fine' I stutter back not sure if I said yes or not as everything is still a blur.