The Lover and The Fighter

by expressiveblonde1

This story is kind of a cross between divergent with some of the events and everyday life. A 14 year old girl who is adopted by her foster parents years after seeing her real parents murdered at the age of 8. Once she starts high school something traumatic happens. Her savior, K(nickname), the popular guy in school, buth a mysterious past. I am sorry no Star names... yet!

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Cenison POV

I don't remember my real parents, or well just don't think about them. They were killed when I was eight years old. I don't really talk about them much, the nightmares hurt enough. My foster parents, Scarlet and Eric, adopted me when I was thirteen. It has always been challenging to call them my mother and father, mainly because I remember my real mom and my real dad. I can still picture my mother's gentile touches when she kissed me goodnight. The way my father never treated me like I was helpless or weak just because I was small. My mother's beautiful voice when she would sing me to sleep in her arms. The wonder that sparked in my father's eyes when he would read to us The Twelve Nights of Christmas every year by the fire place. Times like this I wish I had my real parents to help me with heartbreak, homework, and soon high school.

As Scarlet brushes out my tangled blonde locks, I gaze at her like I always do when she styles my hair. Though I never mind when she does; I get to see a side of her that I rarely see. One where she is so lost in curious thought that only a tornado could tear her from it. I find it amazing, and I find myself staring at her eyes; so full of a calm delight. She braids my hair down where it lays in the middle of my back. Turning around in the chair to see myself, I stare at my reflection, but I can't for long because everything I see when I look into the mirror is my mother. I turn back around and walk out of the bathroom trying to get away from the thought of my parents. Attempting to silent a sob I muffle the choking sounds with my hand and try to recollect myself before going downstairs.

In one week I will be going into high school it will be the first year of public school since I was adopted. My new school, GreenMedow High, it is by far the biggest building in the small town of GreenMedow, Georgia. It is too small to see it on a regular map, so not many people pass through. The problem is everyone knows everyone. When Scarlet took me to town for some new clothes the day they adopted me. People glance at me like as if I was a animal.