*Welcome to my new story! I hope you enjoy it.*
I had come home to find a shoe box sitting on my porch. I pick it up and see my name and address written on it, but nothing else. I just shrug it off and take it up to my room. I open it up and am shocked to find 6 tapes. Not VCR tapes either. Cassette tapes. Each have a number painted on both sides, one and two on the first tape, 3 and 4 on the next and so on. I finally notice something in the bottom. A letter. I unfold it and read it.
Dear reader,
If you have received this box, it means your name is on these tapes. I won't tell you where, but it is. and these tapes have one main focus. Each one is a reason I'm gone. The reasons are all a person. Listen to them in order to find out where you play in. Enjoy.
Sincerely for the last time,
Tris Prior
Tris Prior. She had commit suicide 2 months ago. I'm one of the reasons...but why? How will I play the tapes? The garage! Dad won't upgrade so we still have a tape player. I take the whole box downstairs into the garage and put the first tape in.
On that hill sits a girl with a broken heart. A person she thought loved her and would never speak an ill word to her, so much as hurt her. But he did, and this is how it happened. That was me. My name is Beatrice Prior, well that's my given name. At school, people call me Prior the Prostitute. And with every name there is a story. and mine's is a long one.
It started back in 8th grade. At that time, I had quite a bit of friends, but my best friend had been, and I thought always would be, Christina Nichols. We had been friends since 2nd grade, when she had broke some kid's nose that had taken my favorite blue pencil. But, along the way, we had acquired some other friends. There was Marlene, your average, blonde beauty, a girl you'd expect to be popular, but isn't on account of her being a lesbian. Then there is her girlfriend, Lynn, her complete opposite. Black hair, chocolate-brown eyes, and a belly-button piercing. Those two can always be found either sucking face or playing CoD.
Next there's Will, a very tall, very geeky, yet still devilishly handsome, green eyed guy with hair the color of gold. He has girls barking at his feet, until they find out about his obsession with Harry Potter and The Hobbit. And don't get me wrong, I'd love to...you know, but that would be kind of weird, considering the fact that he's my step brother. And finally, there is the always awesome, Uriah. He's a real nut. Bronze skinned, black hair, and eyes so dark, I'm pretty sure they're black too. He always wears the same black hoodie and that same sarcastic smile always plastered on his face.
But back to our main topic. The "Prior the Prostitute" epidemic. Well as I said before, 8th grade is where it starts. There are many parts to the epidemic, and all the parts are people. I will separate each part so you don't get confused. Some are short, some long, some only one paragraph. But they all fall into the story somehow. And I guess I'll start at the beginning. Peter Hayes, I'm talking to you.