My head was leaned against the window in the car as the rain poured down outside. I was listening to calming music as I past the sign that I could barely read that said-

"Welcome to Tybee Island!" My dad all but yelled. I took the ear buds out of my years and turned off my IPod and pulled out my camera. I snapped High def. pictures of this Hell hole on a rainy day just to prove to my friend Sydney that this place sucks.

"Rose, aren't you excited? A new start is what you need." My mother gushed from the passenger seat of the car. My parents suggest that we move so I could "find myself" , like I'm supposed to know what that means, being a hot eighteen year old I thought I already knew who I was. I rolled my eyes at her.

"It'll be fun! A couple months to do whatever you want, maybe you'll meet somebody. But if you do you are not going to give up university to be with them. University is only a little over two months away." Dad said sternly adding a laugh to the end of that.

"Yeah, maybe." I added. My voice is unfamiliar to me, probably my lack of emotion. I couldn't even find a decent guy in New York City plus, why would I want to be with someone in Georgia? In a couple months I'll go to a great school and get a teachers degree and that great school will be ages away from here.

"We're here!" My exclaimed my dad a little bit too enthusiastically if you asked me. I looked up and saw this little beach house. We drove down a long driveway hid by trees. I guess it couldn't be that bad, living on the beach I mean. He got out in the pouring rain and then the giant truck filled with all our crap pulled in the driveway.

"Isn't this great?" My mom asked unbuckling her seatbelt and turning around to face me. She kept smiling that creepy smile soon it faded. "You know what Rose, we are trying, okay? This is going to be good for you!" She said.

"So I've heard." I replied a piece of my attitude showing.

"Go on a take a look inside." My mother urged on.

I put flipped my hood on and shoved my camera and phone in my bag. I opened the door and ran toward the porch. I opened the screen door that was protecting the porch, so inside the screen door, I couldn't feel the rain. I pulled down my hood opened the door and braced myself. It was cozy, there were only two rooms and two bathrooms and it was two floors. I walked into the bedroom closes to the back door, it was beautiful! One of the whole walls was a giant window, and trough the rain I saw the giant waves of the ocean. I walked up so my nose was practically pressed up against the window.

"It's quite pretty." I turned around and faced my mother. "You want this room?" She asked, like she didn't already know. I nodded. The walls were an off white color so it can be easily decorated. I heard my father yell for my mom and the screen door slammed.

"Rose honey, can you move into the other room. They're going to bring your dresser and bed into the room." My dad yelled and the screen door slammed shut again. I got out of my room and sat in outside, well I was protected by part of the roof and the giant screen perimeter. I took out my camera and snapped pictures through the screen it looked really cool.

A week has passed and my parents and I have finally finished "moving in". I haven't been outside my house. I've been locked away in my room, writing. I love to write.

"Rose, it's a beautiful day outside why don't you go look around." My mother offered after feeding me some bacon and eggs. I ate it outside on the back deck.

"Okay." I said emotionless and went to get changed.

I walked into my room and saw m double bed with black and white newspaper bed spread. I looked out my window and the waves were crashing down elegantly, then I decided that I should shut the red blinds when I'm getting changed so I decided to do so. I put on my back bikini and slipped short red jean shorts and a thin, pretty much see-trough white long sleeved shirt. I went to my desk and sat down in my chair and pulled a brush through my thick, long, wavy, brown hair. I laid my eyeliner on dark and put some mascara on, then my foundation. I looked up in the mirror, I don't even know who I am anymore but, I guess I' going to have to live through that right now.

"Bye." I called and slipped on my gladiator sandals and walked down the steps from the back beck and down to the beach. I walked along shore and got a good mouth of glares. I guess everyone here were skinny blond chicks. Not me, big brown eyes and brown hair I guess I just stood out. Then again I was the only girl here that wasn't in a reviling bathing suit. The old Rose would have, not me though.

I've changed. I guess I wasn't paying much attention though, because I ran smack down into someone.

"Sorry!" I heard an over perky voice say.

"My fault." I murmured. I went to pick up my bag when she spoke again.

"I'm Lissa." She said and extended her hand. "You're the new girl, right?" She asked and I gave her a puzzled look and shook her hand.

"I guess, I'm Rose." I replied. This Lissa had blonde hair and jade green eyes. She was wearing a blue bikini top and a pair of jean shorts. She was so pretty.

"It's a small town, people talk." She said like she could read my mind.

"Nice meeting you." I said and started to walk away.

"Wait," She called out. I turned around; she was running up to me.

"Um, I was wondering if you wanted someone to show you around or anything, I could show you or something." She offered I felt bad this girl was generally a nice person.

"Thanks, but I got it, small town right?" I replied and walked away.

I kept listening to all the kids and teens around screaming and laughing. I just walked along the shore line tuning everything out. I took out my camera and took a few pictures of the ocean and sometimes the beach and everyone having fun. There were a couple of beach volleyball players and lots of kids swimming.

And of course the couples who were walking along the beach.

I was jealous, I wanted somebody to hold my hand and tell me the loved me, most importantly someone to save me.

A hero. I needed one.

I wish I was a camera only seeing the pretty things instead of seeing all of the ugly in the world, all the depressing things. Wouldn't life be so much easier? Simpler? I kept walking then further back there was concrete with a bunch of stores and shops, there was this little restaurant thing, so I decided to walk in to the very shack like thing. I walked up to the counter.

"What can I get you?" The lady asked, sounding just as thrilled as I was about being here.

"Strawberry- Banana smoothie."

"Three- fifty." I reached for my bag pulled out the cash and put it down on the counter. She passed me my smoothie.

"Have a nice day." I got out of there pretty quickly and decided to take a walk along the board walk. I walked along the board, the wood cricking every step I made. This was such a pretty venue to take pictures of the beach. I pulled out my camera and zoomed in on right blow me, then my camera caught eye of something other than the beach.

A guy.

A really hot guy jogging.

He was shirtless and wearing blue shorts, his hair was dark and pulled back at the base of his neck. I couldn't see his face clearly but his six pack told me I was right about his hotness.

I snapped a picture.

Then my phone buzzed. Mom

Rose, me and your father are going out. We'll be walking to the pier. Should be back around nine.

Nine? I looked at the time on my phone it read 5:30! Wow time flies when you're looking at a hot guy jogging along the shoreline of the beach. I walked slowly back home hoping I would run into that really hot guy. The temperature was dropping a bit ad the beach looked emptier walking back home. I put my IPod on depressed that I didn't see that guy.

I finally got home and went straight to my room. I plugged my camera into my computer and downloaded all of the pictures. I pulled out my phone and texted my friend Sydney.

Hey Syd, I miss u! It sucks here. ~R

Can't be that bad…U live on the beach! Any hot guys? ~S

I saw one today! Super hot~R

Lucky! I have to go. Date with Adrian! Kisses! ~S

"Bye." I whispered. I was alone. I decided to put on something comfier. I grabbed my multi colored spandex and my baggy black sweater that read in white letters boarded in red: St. Vlads Academy. That was my high school, it was a terrible place I hated it there.

I put a head band into my hair and went to my couch and turned on my T.V. some re-runs of CSI was on so I watched that. About the third episode is when I had to turn it off. They were investigating the murder of a teenage boy. No one deserves to die at eighteen. It was too much. It re minded me so much of Mason.

Then something caught my eye. Sunset. I haven't seen one yet since I moved here. I went and grabbed my camera but I tripped over the chair.

"Shit!" I hissed I didn't want to miss it. I unplugged my very expensive camera ad ran out to the back deck. It was beautiful all the different shades of colours. Pinks, oranges and yellows I loved it. I had about ten to fifteen picture then the sun finally set. I sighed and walked back inside.

"Honey, we're home!" My dad yelled. He and my mom walked in. My mom was pretty, she had flaming red hair, I wouldn't have minded inheriting the red hair, but I got my dad's brown hair. "Hi, sweetheart how was the beach? Any nice girls around here? Make any friends?" My dad asked.

"Pushy." I scoffed. My parents' faces' dropped.

"You promised you were going to try." My mother added glaring at me. I was still looking at the blank TV screen I didn't want to look up at them.

"Sorry." I breathed and rolled my eyes. I grabbed my journal and wet to my room. I liked sleeping down here, my parents' room is up stairs but it's much more calming and relaxing down here.

I went over to my laptop and logged into Facebook. There was an adorable picture of Sydney ad Adrian posted on Adrian profile. That feeling in the pit of my stomach…jealousy. I was jealous of their love. They loved each other and it drove me crazy, I wanted tat so bad.

I wanted someone to love me and call me "baby". Someone to hold me at night and whisper secrets in my ear. I'll get it someday I know but it's frustrating.

I can't change who I am.

My personality pushes people away.

I've changed.

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~Hermosa Pesadilla