Chapter 6

Ok, It skips a couple weeks and Connie is now it Pittsburgh, all the people you do not recognize and go to the school (the aunt and uncle are made-up) are actual people and belong to them selves, City High, is the actual school I go to; City Charter High School, and everything about it is true!

Connie's POV

The first thing I thought when I saw Pittsburgh, was DRAB, boring, UGLY. Well, it was defiantly no Minneapolis. I was on crutches, seeing that my surgery had been successful, but I had to use crutches or a wheelchair for a while. My Aunt Charlene, and Uncle Ezekiel (nice names huh?) picked us up considering that we were staying with them and their spoiled daughter, Janice. My uncle is a doctor and very rich, with apparently a large house, something I am REALLY not used to.

As I was unpacking in my "new room" which, by the way, was twice the size of my old room when I came across a photo album with all the pictures I had from my years with the Ducks. I smiled as I looked through them and found the ones I was looking for, the ones of Guy and me. He looked so cute, and I missed him so much, had that been him I had seen after I woke up the day before my surgery? It had been like a dream, literally, by the way the light was surrounding him, but I blinked and he was gone. I wouldn't have been surprised if he hadn't, I was so awful to him. My mom had always said I was too good for him, but I knew I wasn't the was the one that was too good for him, he was too good for me, he was sweet and kind and no matter how bad my temper was, he always tried to keep us together. He was practically perfect.

I started the next week at City High, at least it had a cool name, and you got a laptop, but each of the three classes a day are 2 hours and 15 minutes, it's from 8 AM - 4 PM and is year round with month breaks every three months. It also had no sports teams, meaning no hockey even to watch! I hobbled in on my crutches on the first day and got my book bag, which, was very ugly.

I looked around the cafeteria, my nose wrinkled, I was already used to the nicely decorated, old-fashion, cafeteria of Eden Hall.

"Hi! Are you new?" A small blond haired girl came up to me smiling

"Yeah" I replied glad that the people seemed nice enough "I'm Connie Moreau"

"I'm Hilary" she said and introduced the people who were sitting around her.

"What happened?" the boy named Jimmy asked "Why are you on crutches?"

"Long story," I growled "and I don't want to talk about it"

The people looked shocked and I smiled meekly "Sorry, I just.it just.I don't want to talk about it"

"That's alright" Emily, a girl with very curly hair "What school did you go to?"

"I used to live in Minnesota, I went to a school call Eden Hall Academy"

"Minnesota!" Another girl Lizz said "shit that's a long way! Did you just move here?"

I sighed "Yes, and NOT by choice"

The others looked surprised again. "Sorry, I might have quite a few out bursts like that, I really miss Minnesota"

I was really lucky that I got to use the elevator because of my crutches, we were in a public building called, The Clark Building, and the cafeteria was on the 9th floor, the class rooms on the 7th, and everyone else had to walk down, which wasn't that bad.

My first class was really boring, but I had brought a picture of me and Guy that was my favorite, we had just finished kissing and it really captured his smile and dimples, I think I tried to kill Averman for taking it, but now was happier than ever that he had.

"Your boyfriend?" my new friend Gemma

I blushed "No, not any more, we broke up"

"Awww, because you came here? Where are you from any ways?"

"Minnesota," I replied "and no, we were broken up for about 4 months before I came here"

"Oh! Let me guess, he walked up seemed to be the sweetest guy in the world, had the same activities you liked and you fell for him, but with a guy like that you must have only gone out at the most a year" she concluded

I smiled "Actually, it was more like, almost four."

"FOUR YEARS? Wow, lucky! No wonder you're not over him! And he is kind of cute! What's his name?"

"Guy" I replied

"Oh that's cute! Well, maybe you can find a new boy friend here" she said sweetly

"No, I don't think so"

I turned around an worked on my work and I loved him I thought but he didn't love me back, can you blame him? I argued myself, I looked at the picture again but I love him, I truly, deeply, love him I sat staring at the picture for awhile longer, and didn't realize when the dismissed us for our break.