It had been one week into the tenth grade.

Everyone was figuring out their schedules and getting their routes down. It was kind of nice.

As Macey and I became better friends, she slowly gained complete control over my closet. And that's when everyone started noticing me. Including Josh.

He started talking to me, and honestly, by the second day, I was head over heels for him. Now it disgusts me that I let someone in so easily.

Anyway, he asked me out like three weeks later, and of course, I said yes. We went out for two years. And he was my first everything. First date, first kiss, first beer, first time… Then one day I went to his house and saw him shoving his tongue down some sluts throat. It absolutely crushed me. And right before senior year was going to start. I had almost thought nothing worse could have happened. But I already knew that wasn't even on the list of the top ten shittiest things that have happened in my life.

So let's just say the school year would be interesting. Little did I know how interesting it would become.

I barely paid attention to anything the teachers said, it probably wasn't important. I was already exhausted from senior year. And in almost every class, I had an empty seat next to me. It was strange but whatever.

The only interesting class I paid attention in was P&E. it was a new class this year, only available to seniors. And it was taught by Mr. Solomon. The class is like an amped up pe class because we were learning self-defense. And good stuff too. I'm surprised I didn't see Bex here too. This was totally a class for her.

I walked back to my car, a little disappointed we didn't do anything in P&E. But at least we didn't have to wear nasty ass uniforms. That was a blessing of its own.

As I drove, I let my mind wander a little bit. I thought about the house next door. I bet the people would be moved in by now. I would probably go introduce myself later.

As I pulled into my driveway, I saw a bright yellow moving truck next door. There were men unloading it, and they looked tired. So I was right. I saw a woman standing there with a little girl, probably only 9 years old. The woman noticed me getting my bag out of the car and walked over.

"Hi, I'm Rachel Goode. This is Emily" she showed me the young girl.

"Hi, I'm Cammie," I said, as enthusiastically as I could. It had been a long day, and I was slowly growing more tired. I reached out my hand to shake hers, but she pulled me in for a hug. I definitely wasn't prepared for that. Eventually, she released me.

"Well Cammie, I hope we get to know each other better, you seem like a lovely young lady. Maybe its too soon to ask, but would you like to come over for dinner later this week?"

"Sure, I would love too!"

"Great. I should probably get back to moving, but how does Wednesday sound?"

"Wednesday sounds great. I don't want to keep you any longer. I hope you enjoy it here!"

She went to turn away, grabbing Emilys hand she moved. They both seemed genuine. I wonder what the rest of her family would be like. But honestly, I was so ready for a nice homecooked meal again. Maybe some good could come from this after all. And Emily was absolutely adorable.

I walked into my lounge. I had transformed it from a bare room with an old rickety wooden desk into a very nice relaxing area. There was floor to ceiling bookshelves lining one of the walls. My father gave me a great love for reading, and I had many of the classics. But I had read less than half of them. A grand shimmering diamond chandelier hung in the center of the room. On the other side of the room, a great fireplace covered in brick took up a whole wall. It would probably never have to be used, but it gave for great decor. The mantle was stocked full with pictures of me and my best friends. We had gone on some pretty crazy adventures together. God, I missed them already.

Right in front of the fireplace were two of the comfiest chairs in the world. It was like sitting on clouds. They sat on a fluffy white rug, on top of a wooden floor. There were three more of the same chairs under the chandelier. Every chair had a Tiffany blue pillow. That is my favorite color. And a fav jewelry company.

I threw myself into a chair near the fireplace and went through my texts. Apparently, there was a party at Jackson Marcellos place on Friday. There's no way I would miss that. Plus everyone would drag me to it. This would be the first party of the year. Jacksons parents would probably be out of town. And he always managed to get weed or alcohol. He also had a pool. Everyone was invited, and almost everytime we all partied, the cops were called. But we were never caught. That's amateur stuff.

Other than that, nothing else happened.

Lunch was pretty boring. Everyone complained about their new classes. No one needed to catch up on summer events, because we had pretty much spent every minute of it together. We all either swam at my place or Maceys. Or we were road tripping across America. We also went out of the country a couple times. It was pretty lit. Or we stayed at my place, stayed up too late, and probably ate too much. Good times.

And somehow, none of us had classes together. Except for homeroom with Bex. I checked to make sure I had no homework. I could tell everyone groaned when I asked. Actually, Jonas and Liz probably got excited. They were complete nerds.

We all decided to meet up at my house and order takeout. Nothing else really happened. I changed into comfy shorts and we watched a bunch of movies. Until Nick decided that we should play truth or dare. He started the game.

"Ok," he looked around for his first victim. Macey squirmed. And then she knew she was up.

"Mace, truth or dare?"

"Alright, Madsen. Dare, and don't be a bitch." Nick smirked.

"Jump in the pool."

"With my clothes on?"

"Or you could strip?"

Macey stood up and got rid of her shirt and shorts.

"Yeah, Mchenry, take it off!" Grant yelled. Bex slapped him across the chest. Macey laughed as she ran to the pool. We all followed to watch.

"CANNONBALL!" We all backed up to avoid the splash.

Bex and I went upstairs to grab her some dry clothes to borrow.

"Alright, whos next? Morgan, you're up." Macey pointed to me.

"Bring it on."

After a while, everyone was yawning so we wrapped up the game. Everyone chose a couch and a cuddle buddy. I went into the kitchen to look for more snacks. Then I saw the clock and remembered it was a Monday night. Actually, it was a Tuesday morning. "SHIT. Guys, its 1 am. We have school in 6 hours!" I saw Liz jump up, no doubt that she was asleep and I woke her up.

"Well, I guess everyone can just crash here. There are three extra guest bedrooms, so figure out where you guys are sleeping. I have extra toothbrushes in the closet. Girls, you can borrow clothes in the morning. Sorry guys. Goodnight everybody!"

As I made my way up the stairs and to my closet to change into a sweatshirt, I heard nobody move. And as I crawled into bed, I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. But an awful thought couldn't leave my mind.

School was going to be even worse tomorrow. yay...

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