Hello everybody! I posted this story two years ago and kind of stopped updating so good news, I am rewriting it but it will have similar ideas. I will try to update as often as possible and I promise that I will. Enjoy!
When I was 14 and living in a small town in Massachusetts, my mother disappeared. The police told us that they found her car crashed into a ravine, however, they could not find a body. After two weeks people began to give up hope, we all presumed she was dead. I knew that when they found the car, whether my mother was alive or not, she would never come back. The likelihood of my mother having an accident was slim, she was an extremely careful driver, followed the speed limit, didn't run red lights, always wore a seatbelt and never drove whilst she was drunk. In my mind the accident was intentional, my mother was running from something but nobody knew what.
Present Day
A new month a new town, Beacon Hills seems like a strange place for a family to move. There have been regular murders and disappearances but my father is of the opinion that it will benefit my twin Cameron. I cannot understand why, all the high school offers is a successful lacrosse team, a sport Cameron does not play. Presumably it has something to do with the secret they keep from me. They try to convince me that there is nothing I don't know and act like they don't constantly whisper and make strange plans behind my back. The only positive about this town is that I will, after 7 years be reunited with my cousin Scott who was my best friend when we were younger. I know he would never keep anything from me.
The hot water of the shower interrupts my thoughts and I hadn't even realised I was about to shower, I was on autopilot as my mother used to say. After drying off my body and putting on some black skinny jeans and a baggy burgundy knit top I got to work on my hair and makeup. I put my almost black hair up into a messy high ponytail and curled the ends. I kept the makeup simple with foundation, concealer, eyeliner, mascara and some burgundy lipstick. I grabbed my Gucci knock off handbag and ran down to my car. I felt no nerves about today as it was only for new kids and I was not worried about the next day either as I was sure I could easily fit into Scott's group. I arrived at the school, which looked rather large for a public school but I liked it. As I walked up the stairs I prayed that this would be a permanent change.
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