Hello again! I hope you all liked the first chapter of the story! I was amazed at how many views and follows I've gotten so far! Thank you all! I have been notified that I forgot to change some of the names from my original story to the movie character names. Thank you for pointing it out and I think I got all of them! If I ever have any mistakes, just review or PM me and I will explain and get them fixed! Thanks again! There are 22 chapters total in this story, and the first few in the dual perspective is the same chapter written in the different POV, so I hope to update those pretty quickly. Remember italics are thoughts! So, here it is!
Chapter 2-Chloe POV
I wake up screaming and in a cold sweat. I hate these stupid nightmares. Why do I have to relive my awful past every night? It's 6:00, so there's no use in going back to sleep. I decide to get up and get ready to avoid drifting off. The bus comes at 7:15, so I have enough time to go through my closet and pick out the perfect last day of school outfit! After 20 minutes of trying things on, I decide on a pink dress that falls right above my knees. I spend the next 30 minutes putting on makeup to hide the scar above my left eye. That's the thing I love about being a girly-girl. I can put on a ton of makeup and no one thinks I've overdone it! I grab a granola bar and stuff it in my makeup bag as I walk out the door.
It's 6:58, so Beca shouldn't be out here for another 2 minutes. I was just about to text her when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I see her in the usual jeans and a t-shirt and wonder how she is not burning up in this 90 degree summer weather. Beca is a short girl, I mean very short, with brunette hair that she always keeps up in a ponytail and is built like an athlete. I wonder why she doesn't play any sports. She doesn't even have P.E.! She would be good at sports, if she wasn't so quiet.
She keeps to herself a lot, so she wouldn't be much of a team player. I shake my head when I see her and say "Seriously, Beca!? It's the last day of school! Wear some shorts for a change!" She comes back with, "You're the one to talk! You have that backpack full of makeup and it's only a half day! What's going to happen? A boy will walk up to you and point out that you have a little pimple under your nose?" pointing to a little spot under my nose. Oh no! I think. If you can see a little pimple, there's no way you can't see my scar!
I dig through my bag and whip out a mirror to make sure my makeup is okay. Beca just laughs and says, "You're so paranoid!" I stick my tongue out at her and see the bus out of the corner of my eye. I nudge her and wave my hand for her to get on the bus to find us a seat. One last look into my mirror and I board the bus.
The ride to school is pretty quiet since it's the morning and everyone is still asleep. The school day goes on as normal and when the clock hits 12, we are free to enjoy our summer. I say goodbye to some of my friends, wish them a happy summer, sign some yearbooks, and head over to the spot where Beca and I meet at the end of the day. We board the bus, I check my makeup, and Beca and I start a conversation.
We talk about what we are going to do over the summer and I find out the majority of it will be hanging out with each other. She doesn't have any other friends, and we are so close, so I'm pretty much okay with it. She gives me those days every now and then to hang out with other people, and I hang out with them when she's visiting her sister or when she's out of town. I don't mind though. Beca is my best friend, and I love hanging out with her. We know almost everything about each other. Well, she doesn't know much about my past, and I don't know much about hers, but that's old news.
We met when we both moved here 5 years ago. We were both new and we realized that we only lived like 3 doors down from each other, so we instantly became friends. My mom made us move here after my dad died so we could have a new start. That's pretty much all Beca knows about my past. All I know about hers is that they moved here with her dad's job change.
Beca doesn't know that we not only moved after my dad's death, but we moved here to get away from the memories that the house held. We wanted to forget all about what my dad did to us, but it doesn't really help because I relive them every night in my dreams. Sometimes I get flashbacks of him abusing me, but Beca pretty much keeps me down to earth.
She waves her hand in front of my face and says, "Hello, Earth to Chloe!" and I realize I must have zoned out again. I come back to reality and she says "Welcome back! What were you thinking about, girly?" I shake it off and say "Oh…nothing."
I then remember that I was going to ask her if she'd like to come over to my house tonight to watch some movies in celebration of surviving another year of school. She accepts my invitation and then it's finally time to get off the bus. I wave to Beca as she walks towards her house and I walk toward mine.
I arrive home and my mom hands me my report card and says "Congrats Clarence! Straight A's again!" I tell her "It's Chloe, mom. But thanks..." and try to brush it under the rug.
As I walk up stairs, I hear her on the phone with my aunt saying "She can easily be the valedictorian if she keeps up grades like these!" Oh great! That's the last thing I want! I'm one of the popular girls, if anyone found out I'm smart I would instantly become uncool. I wouldn't want to do that to Beca. If we weren't friends, she'd basically be shunned at school. I'm the one thing that keeps her visible. I'm not sure she likes that though. She doesn't like talking to people, she rarely even talks to me when we are at school, and I'm her only friend! Thank goodness she talks outside of school, or my conversations would be very one sided.
I get up the stairs and take a shower. After I take a shower, I reapply my makeup and head back downstairs to make sure we have enough popcorn for our movie night tonight. Beca texts me while I rummage through the pantry looking for popcorn and a snack. It says "Hey, what movie are we watching tonight?" I tell her it's a surprise. I'm surprised she accepted anyways. I know she hates movies. I think it's because she knows if she watches movies with me, I will play board games with her. I grab a snack to eat and head upstairs to check my Facebook only to see all the posts about getting out of school. I look up at the clock and realize that it's 6:30. Beca and I agreed on 7 to meet up, but knowing her she will probably be here at 6:45. I pop the popcorn and put in The Hunger Games. Before I know it, the doorbell rings and Beca is standing there with a bag of candy and a blanket. I invite her in and we get started.