~Hesther's POV~

Look, all I wanted was just a slow, steady and peaceful life.

But turns out? It's even worse than I thought.

I'm Hesther Wong.I'm 14 years old, my origins are from China and Greek(you'll know why later). I'm a girl who has dyslexia(ugh... I hate it) and ADHD. I have always loved reading (even though my dyslexia makes it way harder but I still read, I can't even sit still!ugh...) about Greek and Roman myths, but is this just me or I find that the myths are actually making sense or something?...

I've never been good in my studies but at least I try my best, it's not like that I would let down the chances of getting higher scores to slip right? I work really hard, but the result somehow always comes with the mark that I did not expect it to get, good or bad.

My stepfamily loves me loads. They treat me as if I was in their family(which I wasn't, well, technically). My stepmom is one of the most amazing women I've ever seen on earth; she can cook the best meals on earth. Her artwork skills are amazing, she ones entered a family artwork recycle and reuse competition, we made a multi-purpose pencil box with different recycled materials, and we won 1st runner-up for the contest! How cool is that?!

As for my stepdad, he is definitely the best stepdad that I can have. He cares for me, and he loves me. He never really says no to my requests to buy items, mostly books. He brought me to different places in Asia, giving more experience around the world. Although he loves me(maybe spoils me a little?...) He is also strict about my studies; he helps me along with my studies. He knows that I'm a hard kid to head for good results, but he does have some sort of expectation. But nonetheless, I love him.

Honestly, I wouldn't be talking about my life here if it wasn't for my stepfamily and me moving to Manhattan.

We started packing ages ago; I was ready to say goodbye to my Dad's side of the family, seeing that my mom's side of the family only has three uncles. And I even see them once a week. It was the start of summer holidays, and we were on the plane. I've never been particularly fond of planes; they kind of scare me? I never unbuckled myself from the seat unless necessary.

Anyways, my stepfamily settled down in a hotel not far from the airport after the torturous and tedious flight(try sitting still and doing nothing legitimately for 16 hours, the definition of boring). I asked my stepdad where would we live; he had a nervous glint in his eyes, I cringed. But the gleam was wiped in a second replaced by the usual mischievous glint. He replied, "You'll see, we'll be there tomorrow.

So I went off to bed, but the nervous glint in my stepdad's eyes still troubled me a little. But I pushed the thought away and drifted away to sleep and into dreamland.

I woke up groggily the following morning, ugh, why do I have to wake up at 6. I went to the bathroom, as usual. But then something weird happened, my hair started turning black, unlike my usual dark brown. So is my eye color, grey specks were mixed inside my bright black eyes.

I shrugged off because I figured that I'll blend in easier this way, but I'm pretty sure that my stepparents see the changes too. I wore my usual ripped jeans, black ape tee and my black and blue sneakers. Tied my hair like a ponytail and wore my earrings.

(just like the stuff up there )

We re-packed our luggage, checked out and ate breakfast down the block. Then my Stepdad hired a cab, it was a 2-hour long trip. I was mesmerized by the view in NY, but even more when I took out my I-pod and listened to my list of songs while gazing out the endless fields of grass patches and mountains. The sky was light blue, with cotton fluffy white clouds to finalize the view. It's just plain breath-taking

We arrived at a beach, I looked around and grinned. Then when the sign says "Montauk beach", my grin went even wider. (if that's possible), I looked like a Cheshire cat. My stepdad paid the driver 300 bucks and the taxi drove off to god knows where. He hauled my stepmom and me to a house near the other side of the road. The house was a 2 storied building with a small backyard whereas the garden can be placed. I headed in, hyper to the point that I couldn't sit still(which is the top place in m hyperness list). I squealed, " THIS. IS. AWSOOOOOOOME!"

I ran around our soon to be home, running around like a madman. Then ran up to the second floor. There is a long corridor that showed 4 doors on the wall. 1 of them is the bathroom, 2 of them are rooms facing the shore, the last is a suite room with a small closet room and bathroom.

I immediately claimed one of the bigger rooms facing the sea while the other will be my book storage and relaxing area. My stepmom and stepdad shook their head in amusement. We spent the rest of the day unpacking our luggage and my stepdad said that we will go on furniture shopping tomorrow while some of our furniture will arrive from shipping from Hong Kong.

I told my stepmom and stepdad I'm going down to the beach for a while. I wore my sandals and ran out to the beach.

(this is the sandals )

AS walked out of the porch of my new home, I breathed in the fresh smell of the seas. The sands are soft white and thin. I dug my hand into the sand, scooped up a bit of it and grabbed the small plastic bottle from my jeans. Unscrewed the cork and poured in the sand, I also found some small shattered shells so I added it into my bottle too. Recorked it and gave it a small shake to mix it together.

I checked my watch and saw the time was already 5 in the evening so I immediately went back to the house, but then I saw a vague shadow pass through my own. I looked back, there was nobody. I scanned the area there are only tourist and citizens. I shrugged and went back inside, but I could've sworn there was someone behind me just now.

I looked back once more. Having the fear of being stalked, because it's absolutely creepy. I saw an alley close to the sailing kit shop. There was a man with a bright Hawaiian shirt with Khaki shorts wearing flip flops watching me from the alley. I narrowed my eyes, but he was already gone. I shook my head, trying to clear the image but I couldn't. The only thing that made me hard to forget,

Is his sea green eyes.

Okkk, so this is my first rewritten chapter and it suxxxxxxxx! Anyways thanks for reading it, and please leave some sort of comment and vote if you like it! Toodles! Follow or follow?

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