Clare's POV
Why me? Why did this have to happen? My life used to be great… my parents were together, I made good grade, had great friends, and I even had a boyfriend who loved me. I guess you could say I had the perfect life, well that was until my life changed dramatically with three words "We're getting a divorce". That's right my perfect family was being torn apart and I could do anything about it.
Ever since my parents divorced everything went downhill. My boyfriend, KC, dumped me for the new blonde cheerleader, but that wasn't the worst of it. When I thought my life couldn't get any worse it did. After that my grades started slipping because I couldn't sleep, I pushed away all my friends because I couldn't bear to tell them what happened. So I found new friends, they showed me a good time. I started taking drugs and getting drunk every weekend and cutting and burning myself. I even started dressing different; I started wearing crop tops and hip hugger jeans, instead of the sundresses, or jeans and a t-shirt I used to wear.
My parents were completely oblivious to the fact I had changed, well mostly because my mom was dating a new guy every week, and my dad had moved to the states with his secretary. Their wake up call was when I slit my wrists one time when I was high, I told them I wasn't trying to kill myself it was the drugs that caused me to do it, so they just told me to quit taking drugs. Yeah right! After that time, I tried to kill myself 2 other times this last time being the reason I was being sent to Degrassi.
My parents had told me "Clare, you have been acting out a lot lately and you have tried to kill yourself 3 times, I think this is our only option for you to get better." Pssh. They don't care about me they just don't want to deal with me anymore. Since my parents, well my mom and her boyfriend of the week, are driving me to the bus station for me to get on the shuttle I had to ditch my new attire and go for the 'old Clare' aka bring on the sundress. I see the shuttle and get out of the car when I noticed my mom's boyfriend already got my suitcase out and was heading to where the luggage and other belongings were being placed. I sighed and was starting to walk to where I needed to be to get on the shuttle, when I heard, "Clare" I turned around and noticed my mom was 'crying' probably putting on a show for everyone else.
"Yeah, mom?"
"I just want you to know that I love you and really hope you get better." I roll my eyes "Yeah mom whatever, I'll try my best" She hugs me and then gets in the car with her boyfriend and drives off.
I'm standing all alone because I honestly don't want to be here and plus due to my current attire I don't look as if I belong here. Next thing I know I feel a guy full on grab my ass and do a whistle call I turn around just to see who this perv is but he is already gone or whatever. That's when I notice this guy in all black, with piercing green eyes. He looks like he's confused or contemplating on something. He shakes his head and walks onto the shuttle. I hear the driver say we are leaving in 2 minutes so I get on the bus to the one place I never thought I would be going to… but also never thought my life would be so messed up.
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