HEY! I am super sorry for not updating in forever. School has been INSANE for the past few months, but I shall be updating frequently now! I pinky swear! :D

FLASHBACK!( Massie age 12, Michigan)

I skipped home from school joyfully. I had gotten all A's on my report card! I couldn't wait to tell my mom and dad, I thought they would be so proud of me. At that moment, everything was perfect and the world

was happy. The sun shone from the bright blue sky and the birds were singing in the trees. I opened the door to our house and ran inside.

"Mom? Dad? Guess what!" I called, my voice echoing through the house. I walked into the dining room to see my mom sitting down at the table, a bottle of Vodka next to her.

"What do you want Massie?" She said my name with disgust.

"I got all A's on my report card!" I told her enthusiastically. She turned her head towards me and I noticed that her face looked different. She didn't have her normal smile, in its place was a deep frown.

"Well, good for you and your little A's," She said mockingly,"go to your room now." I didn't understand why I had to go to my room, it was 4:00 and officially summer.

"Where is Dad?" I ask her.

"Your dad isn't here right now." She says coldly. I saw something in her eyes flash and her face got kind of twisted. She stood up and grabbed the bottle of Vodka.

"MASSIE BLOCK! I SAID GO TO YOUR ROOM THIS SECOND!" She screamed, throwing the Vodka bottle on the ground and walking away. It shattered into a million pieces. I ran upstairs as fast as I could, locked

myself in my room and cried myself to sleep. I woke up that morning to find the house empty.

End Flashback

I snap out of it when I see the Alicia and Dylan giggling and staring in my direction. The bell rings ending English class. For such a beautiful school, it is suprising to think how horrible the people are.

Their world revolved around gossip. There have been alot of rumors around to why I'm back. Apparently I killed someone in 6th grade, left Westchester and am now coming home from juvie. It Friday

and after school, Winter Break starts. The air is filled with an excited frenzy. Christmas around the corner and people just HAVE to talk about what kind of shoes they will be getting. Winter Break is the

only thing that I have been looking forward too. I finally will get two weeks away from these fashion-crazed maniacs to sit in my room in solitude. My iPod will assist me with my last period of the day,

Study Hall. I walk into class and sit down in the seat near the corner. The walls are black white, but has been colorfully doodled on around the trim. I hear someone sit next to me and look up to see

Derrick. Ugh, he is really annoying. We have barely said a word to each other, but he stares at me alot, like he is trying to solve some sort of puzzle. Its really odd. I doodle on my paper as the music

blasts from my headphones. After 40 minutes the bell rings and I bolt to the Fisher's house and into my room. I couldn't erase that memory that had flashed through my mind during English. It was on

repeat, constantly replaying. Other memories flood back to me. My mother's voice mixed in there yelling cruel words at me "Your Worthless! You waste of space!" I frantically search for my blade. I try to

find a non cut place on my arm. Its almost a game to try to find a new piece of fresh skin to cut. The blade slices the skin and red blood leaps out. Pain rushes through me and everything is silent, no

more horrible memories. I guess the only way to escape the pain is to create more pain. I clean my arm and lay on my bed staring up at the ceiling and eventually fall asleep. I wake up the next morning to

the sun shining through the curtains. I walk over to the window seat, grab my guitar and start singing one of my favorite songs while looking out at the snow covered backyard.

Must be your skin that I'm sinking in
Must be for real cause now I can feel
I didn't mind
it's not my kind
It's not my time to wonder why
everything's gone white
everything's grey
now your here now your away
I don't want this
remember that
I'll never forget where your at
don't let the days go by
glycerine

I'm never alone
I'm alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie
we live in a world
where everyone steals
but when we rise it's like strawberry fields

If I treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
I coudn't change though I wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine glycerine
don't let the days go by
glycerine

I needed you more
when we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that's just fine
that's just one of my names
don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
glycerine

I finish the song and hear clapping behind me. I turn around and see Derrick, his shaggy blond hair is damp and his chocolate eyes are sparkling.

"Wow Massie, you have talent," He said sincerley, "Nice song choice too, Bush rocks."

"Why are you here?" I ask him. He just loves to bother me. Why is he always here? Its so annoying.

"Didn't Cam tell you? I'm staying here for Winter Break." He said with a wink. There goes my alone time.

Review please!

I'm going to do another update ASAP. I'll do some things from Derricks POV too. You should listen to that song by the way :) It's called Glycerine by Bush.