School. I like school. School is one place where I could shine above the rest, okay, maybe except for Noah Greenfield. That guy was serious competition when it came to being valedictorian that year. I know, that year. I was finally a senior. Me, Courtney Alicia Baker, was finally a senior. I couldn't believe it. It was my last year of high school, and then I would be off to Harvard Law school. Everything felt like it was finally falling into place for me.

.BEEP. I sat straight up in my bed. I started panting heavily. I had had yet another nightmare. I thought once I was home it would all stop, but it didn't. I still had the memories from the previous summer locked in my head. It was playing on a continuous loop inside my head, all of the events were stuck on permanent replay.

.BEEP. I groaned as I hit my alarm clock. Then I remembered what day it was. My first day of senior year! I was majorly excited about it. I had waited for so long to be a senior. I was now top of the school, I was no longer bottom, or middle of the food chain, I was top...almost. I guess the jocks and cheerleaders ran the school. Them and Duncan. Duncan. I sighed at the thought of him. Still not one word, so much for senior year being our fresh start.

I stretch out my aching limbs and climb out of bed. I make my way out of my bedroom and down the hallway to the bathroom. Shayne is walking in the opposite direction, wearing just his blue boxers and towel drying his hair. His scar stands out just above the rim of his undies. I can't help but stare at the ever lasting mark.

"Quit staring!" Shayne yells quietly, jokingly, of course. "Lighten up, Court." He smiles. "It's your first day of senior year, my first day of college. Damn! I'm getting old." I hear him mutter as he enters his own bedroom. I let out a small giggle at my older brother's foolishness. I guess it's a good thing that after everything we'd all been through he could still joke around.

Once I'm showered and dressed in my neatly laid out clothes, that I picked out the night before, I make my way down to the breakfast table. I take a seat opposite Robin, who is happily munching away on her captain crunch cereal.

"Morning." She says, her mouth full of food.

"Swallow then talk, Robin." I say, pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I take a mouthful as my mother walks in.

"Morning." I greeted, swallowing the contents in my mouth.

"You've got a letter." She said without looking up at me. My mother placed the brown envelope in my hands and stood leaning against the counter. I notice her face is weirdly pale, and then I look down at the envelope and see why. It's from the court's.

I drop the spoonful of cereal that was halfway into my mouth, back into the bowl, leaving my mouth hanging open. What could the court's possibly want? I tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter.

'Dear Miss Courtney Baker.

I must inform you that due to the seriousness of your court case we have moved your appointment to the 6th September. I hope this short notice is of no inconvenience to you, or any of the other people involved. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to write back, call or show up in person.

Your Faithfully,

Mr. '

I stared at the letter in disbelief. They had moved my court case to three days time! Could they do that? Why did I care? The sooner, the better. I wanted those two scum bags to go down as soon as possible. I wanted them to rot in jail, then burn in hell. I just wanted the whole nightmare to be over with.

A/N: I'M BACK, BABY!

I never went anywhere...OH WELL!

I hope you guys liked my quick introduction to this story. I know, yet again a short chapter, but it is just a quick introduction to this story.

What do you think of the title? Baker's Dozen 2: How can I move on? Do you think it's okay? Cuz...I really couldn;t think of anything, if you have a better title tell me. PLEASE TELL ME! I know the one I came up with is shit! But it'll have to do if none of you can think of anything either.

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