Well, here's first chapter, hope you like.

My ending to be a burden

Chapter 1 – Dear diary

Diary entry 20th March 2004

I'm not ordinary girl, most people don't know this, and they see me as plain, old, Xanthia, try to be someone I'm not. Wanting to be stronger, faster, and better than I am. Many people shunned me on my way to perfection, my family, well... they didn't understand. They wouldn't even I HAD told them; because they were too engulfed by their own life, notice as mine went down the toilet. They send me to another school in Dakotan, Japan. Well, I've got to go, mum wants me to pack, ASAP.

End of diary entry 20th March 2004

"I HATE YOU!!" Xanthia screamed; her dark bronze hair was tied back into a loose ponytail, which reached the bottom of her shoulder blades.

"But Xanny…"

"I hate you soon much! I hate the fact that you always think you know what's best for me!!" She yelled, slamming her door behind before throwing herself onto her bed and crying into two plush toys, one was a green dragon and the other was a bronze wolf.

"Xanny…" Was followed after a knock on her door.

"GO AWAY!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!" She screamed back, before rising up from her bed, and she began to pack away her clothes.

"To think I would be able to stay here." Xanthia snorted to herself, her fingers lingered on her black hoodie. A shiver was sent down her spine, before she hugged the hooded jumper.

It was all she had left of the only place she had felt truly happy. Sighing she put the jumper on, it went well with her black baggy trousers. Emblazed across the front of it was;

I'M A TEENAGER THAT'S MY PROBELM

Shoving what clothes were left into her sports bag, she flung the door open and strode to her awaiting parents.

"Don't think that I'll forgive you." She growled, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill down her milky white cheeks. Dad packed them into the car, before starting up the engine and driving them to airport.

Xanthia's POV

"Xanny, you're doing to attend Dakotan high school." Mum had told me, at first I thought she was joking.

"What?" I had replied, hoping for 'One nil' to follow.

"You heard." Mum's reply came back cold and sharp. For those words, I felt the secure barrier crumble, and there wasn't a thing I could do about it.

"But I wanna stay here!" I cried, hoping that they would change their mind.

"Tough, you're going."

"I HATE YOU!!" I screamed out, unable to express myself any other way.

"But Xanny…" Mum said, I should have known that she would try and convince me otherwise.

"I hate you soon much! I hate the fact that you always think you know what's best for me!!" I screamed, as went into my room, the tears had started, I swore that I'd never let anyone see me cry, so I locked myself away in my room, and cried to the two plush toys that my best friends had all chipped in to buy for me. They were very similar to my bit-beast, well it wasn't my bit-beast yet, but I was inline to receive her after Mum. No chance of that now.

Draven was her name, I was the only one in the family who was able to summon her. She was bronze wolf with dark green dragon-like wings, her eyes matched mine, which is more than could be said for my mum, Draven hated her.

"To think I would be able to stay here." I snorted to myself, as I roughly shoved my clothes into my black sports bag. Pausing, I let my fingers run over the fabric of my favourite jumper. It was a black hoodie, with the words 'I'm a teenager that my problem.' Emblazed across the front. Slipping into the jumper, I felt my frustration slipping into it's fabric. Shoving what was left of my clothes into my sports bag, I flung the door open and strode out to my parents, who was just finishing packing my accessories into the car.

"Don't think that I'll forgive you." I growled, refusing to give into tears, as I walked past them, and got into the car.

Dad started the car, Mum tried to talk to me on the way, about 'How good this would be for me' and 'That you'll make new and better friends there'. It took all my energy not to tell them otherwise. The airport was only five minutes down the road, which was annoying when you're trying to sleep. 'I'm gonna miss everything here…' I thought as we entered the airport, with Dad, and some other man carrying my bags.

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