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Are you all ready for my second story? Here it is! I hope you will all enjoy this one!

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Chapter 1

Rpov

A new chapter of her life was going to begin. She would start all over again. You could see it as a second chance but it didn't feel like it. A new start, a new life, a new school and maybe even new friends...

This is my life. My name is Rosemarie Hathaway. I am 17 years old, almost 18! I used to be the badass chick pulling off all different kinds of stunts, this changed when my world was turned upside down. I'm quiet now. I don't want to stand out like I used to. I want to hide in the shadows. I don't know if I can ever let someone in again. It hurts too much to lose everyone you care about over and over again...

Flashback

Mason and I were in the mall. He wanted to buy some new sport clothes and I needed a necklace to go with the dress I bought for my mom's birthday party. We found the jewellery store first and went inside. We walked to the back looking through the glass showcases. We had picked a silver necklace with some red little stones to fit with my dress colour. When we went back to the front to pay for it, we saw an odd looking man. He was tall and dressed in black, wearing a mask covering his face. "GIVE ME THE MONEY!" He yelled as he pointed his gun, which he had just grabbed, at the cashier. She was too scared to move. He threatened to shoot her if she didn't do what he said. Mason grabbed me and pulled me behind him. He was protecting me with his body. I didn't want him to but I knew better then to struggle against him at this point. I knew that he has feelings for me, which I sadly couldn't return because he was just my friend. I saw the man starting to pull the trigger when Mason spoke up "Can't you see she is too scared to move?!" The man turned on his heels and looked at Mason. The glare of the man was so terrifying, eyes you'd normally see in a nightmare. He began smirking and I didn't like one bit of it. He got closer to us and I felt Mason pulling me closer to him.

The man strode to us and was now standing right in front of us and grabbed my arm. He pulled me to him while Mason tried to pull me back. It didn't work the man was a lot stronger. "So little boy, is this your girlfriend? We wouldn't want anything to happen to her would we?" He said placing his gun to my temple. I whimpered knowing I wouldn't survive this. I don't remember when I started crying all I know is that there were hot trails of tears streaming down my face. I heard Mason growl as he said "Let. Her. Go." "Why would I? She is really pretty, great body, she would make a good f-" that was when Mason snapped and started attacking the man. The man pushed me aside causing me to trip over my feet and fell onto the showcases feeling the glass shatter under the weight of my body. I felt warm liquid on the back of my head, knowing it was blood. I started to get dizzy, everything was spinning. All I could hear were the grunts of Mason and the man who were fighting. Dark spots clouded my vision, making it hard for me to stay conscious. I couldn't fight them anymore but right for I passed out I heard a loud bang, a shot...

I heard people talking and a beeping sound. Was I dead? I tried opening my eyes but they felt like they were glued together. It was hard to breath, so I was alive? Although breathing became harder and harder. I heard the voices yell "We are losing her! Charge to 250!" And I felt a shock go right through me, before it went all black.

All I saw was white light.. Why was it so damn bright?! Wait I am alive right? I'm breathing, I can see but I can't move my body. I have the worst headache in the world. It feels like my head is exploding. I shut my eyes and opened them again, trying to sit up but I couldn't move. I turned my neck to the right and let out a strangled cry. Which was hard with the tube that was in my throat. What the hell happened?!

My neck was now stuck in this position. If I tried to turn it, it would hurt for sure. I tried to focus on the items that were standing in the room but my vision was too blurry. I closed my eyes for thirty seconds and opened them again. I saw a bit clearer now. Looking around I saw a little closet, a chair with a woman on it and a table. Wait what? A chair with a woman on it?! I looked back and saw a sleeping woman in the chair. A woman I recognized as my mom. Her skin was pale, a stark contrast to her curly auburn hair. Dark circles under her eyes indicated that she hasn't slept in a few days. What happened and where am I?

Suddenly I let my senses take over. I heard the beeping sound again and smelled the sterile air that only could be described as a hospital... I was in the hospital? That would explain why I couldn't move. What happened? Thinking back I suddenly remembered. I was in the mall with Mason, we were in that jewellery shop when it got robbed. I remember hearing shots before I passed out.. OH. MY. GOD. MASON. Is he okay? What happened to him?! I panicked wanting to get up but I couldn't. I let out a frustrated cry and started sobbing. He couldn't be? Could he? No he had to be alive. I sobbed as loud as possible with this damn thing in my throat. I heard movement and a woman yell "She is awake!"

I opened my eyes and saw three sets of eyes staring back at me. Unknown blue ones, unknown chocolate brown ones and the familiar green ones of my mom. I cried even harder, making it harder for them to remove the tube. They did it anyways. The brown eyed woman said handing me a glass of water "Here drink this, try not to speak too much today it will hurt a lot." I nodded and took the cup from her.

I drank some not sure if my voice would work but tried it anyways "Ma-a-son-n?" I looked at them pleading. I know they understood me, they looked at each other and then back at me. The doctors left my room saying that they would come back later to check on me. What was going on?! My mom grabbed a chair once they left and placed it next to my bed. I looked at her expecting answers, she sighed and said "Rose sweetie, what do you remember from what happened?"

I thought back, my brain felt like jelly but I managed to get some pictures in my head. "I-I was in the mall with Mason. In the j-jewellery shop. A m-man barged in and tried to s-steal the money and jewels. Mason was being a hero and tried to fight him. I was being shoved and heard s-shots." I finished frowning. "Hunny, don't freak out but you were hit badly on the head. You have a few cuts and a bruised back, that's why you can't move. Rose, you were brought in here with Mason but h-he.." She swallowed hard, making my fear grow "He had been shot 4 times. He died instantly on the scene." I screamed out "NOOO ..." My mom looked at me with sympathy and I started crying.

END FLASHBACK

I hadn't stopped crying until two weeks after the funeral. I had healed, physically, mentally I was broken. I still am. I had lost my better half that day. He saved me letting his feelings for me get in the way. He never mentioned his feelings for me but I know they were there. He didn't admit he was in love with me because I was dating the most popular guy in school, Jessie.

We were the perfect couple everyone was jealous at. He had sandy blonde hair and blue eyes, he was tall and had some muscle. Jessie was quite a hottie. He was also the quarterback in our football team. I was of course the head cheerleader, making us seem like we came straight out of a movie.

Weeks after Mason died I found myself at Jessie's doorstep, finding out his house had been sold. I searched for him everywhere. He was gone. Just like Mason. Both my men had gone without saying goodbye.

I couldn't take it anymore and fell into a depression. Mom took me to doctors who send me to therapist. I think I have had every therapist that worked in that state. Nothing worked. I couldn't go out because every time I went outside, the places we went to reminded me of them. When I started hallucinating by seeing Mason appear, mom decided that we needed to move. We had to get away.

That's what brings me here. We are in Montana now. As I am currently standing in front of Academy. I am frozen into place as other students are hugging their friends and talking to each other about their summers.

This is a new beginning. I have a chance to start over. Only I am not the same girl as I used to be. The little rebel is gone, a shy girl running for her problems took her place.

I walked through the gates feeling so nervous that my hands had started trembling. I grabbed a piece of paper out of my bag that said I had to go to the administration to pick up my books and schedule. I felt like a lost puppy, frozen into place. I saw a elderly woman walking towards the doors of the school. Taking a deep breath I followed her and asked "Sorry miss, but can you tell me where I can find the administration?" She turned around and smiled genuinely at me "Hello, so you are the new kid? I was already expecting you. Follow me" I did as she said and followed her to the administration. As I followed her I studied her features, she is around the age of 50 and had black hair. Her expression was calm and friendly. I had a feeling she was the mama bear of the school.

Once we got at the administration office the elderly woman sat down and asked "So, what can I do for you?" "As you already know, I'm new here and came to pick up my books and schedule." She nodded and typed away on her computer. After a minute or so she spoke up saying "Rosemarie Hathaway isn't it?" I nodded and she continued typing. She walked over to the printer and picked up a piece of paper, she grabbed a key along the way. "Here is your schedule and this is the key you need to access your locker. Your first lesson today is English taught by Ms. Kirova, she is also the headmistress. I'll walk you to your locker so we can get your books, after that I'll walk you to the classroom." She said handing me my schedule and the key. I nodded again and she motioned for me to follow her, so I did.

We walked through a huge hallway with lockers lined up on both sides. The hall was beige with dark green lockers. We stopped at locker 304. "This is your locker, your books are already inside. This locker will be yours until school ends. You can decorate it as long as you don't draw or paint on it." I nodded and grabbed my English books out of my locker. I turned to the woman and she walked further through the hall, dodging students who were running through the hallway to get in time for class. We stopped in front of classroom 214. The woman turned to me and asked "Are you ready my dear?" I took a deep breath muttering "As ready as I'll ever be." She gave me a sympathetic look and grabbed the knob. She opened the door to my new class, my new life.