Hii guyyss, this story kinda occured to my in slices and I chose to develop it because I honestly think that it´s worth reading, for now I find it a little catchy and I noticed that some people have started following me and liking my stories, so I though about starting to write again. I´ve already wrote more stories which I will publish soon, after I write more of them so you have a nice-sized chapter. And also, this story isn´t based in any other one, maybe I inspired myself using little details of actual movies, series or books but the story itself it entirely written by me.

I really hope you like it! Enjoyyy :)

I play that night over and over in my dreams since it happened. My parents death. How our car went off that bridge that I now fear when I'm close to it. How I felt the water cover every inch of my body. Inside and outside. I remember my dad smiling to me, as if he was saying that everything was going to be okay. Though it wasn't. I remember how everything turned black just after mom fainted, then my dad, then me. But in my dreams there's always the shape of a person saving me. I always thought that I saw someone before I suddenly got out of the water like magic. Police all around me talking to my friends, asking questions. Then my godfather sat next to me, looking at the spot where our car drowned and he placed an arm around my shoulder. I was in shock, I just thought for a whole week that I was living in a dream. That everything was fake. That my parents were still with me. It's like I had visions. But today I really have to face reality. It's the first day of my junior year in highschool.

I wake up to the beeping sound of the alarm that I for sure didn't miss at all. I get up and stretch, feeling way too sleepy to go to school, so I walk to my chest of drawers and stop to look myself in the mirror above it. The purple strays beneath my eyes were still there after all this exhausting summer. I turn a little just to see that I didn't put away the pictures glued to my mirror. Pictures of me with my parents, with my friends, with my two siblings... Somewhere along this three rough months, I promised myself that I would put away those pictures. They didn't bring me any joy anymore, all that I saw were empty expressions. I quickly put away the tear that had almost escaped my eye, getting back to reality. So I gasp and talk myself into it. Okay...Let's do this. I take a long shower and pick up some clothes. Everything that I see in the drawer keeps reminding me of the good times. I guess I didn't get rid of these clothes either. I basically spent all summer in my sweatpants or my pajama, so I didn't notice about the other stuff in my closet. I finally end up choosing a sleeveless burgundy-red top that doesn't look that bad and some jeans. I put on the necklace that my aunt found for me. It was mom's. A silver chain with a heart hanging that held a photo of me and her when I was a baby behind it. I turn it and look at the picture but I stop distracting myself and pick up my bag with all the new books in it. I look at myself at the mirror that is near the entrance door and look at myself. I did put some makeup in my face to hide the dark circles around my eyes due to the lack of sleep, but I leave my hair naturally waved, unlike I used to.

I have barely gotten out of my house since the accident so when I watch the light of the sun hitting the trees across the street it overwhelms me. It had been a really long time. I watch the people glance at me as I walk to school. It's a small town so everyone knows each other and everyone knows about how I stopped being the old me when everything got messed up. I finally arrive and put the books that I'm not going to use in the next few hours, so that I have left my History, Biology and French study books. This year my locker was the same as last year's. All covered in stickers, but I noticed one specific photo. It was me and my boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend. Zach Collins. He was one of the boys in the football team. I used to cheer for him last year as one of the best cheerleaders at my team, but I stopped practicing when my parents died. I stopped my whole life. School, friends, family... Zach... Everything. Just like that.

FOUR MONTHS AGO

There was less than a month left so I tried to make the best of it. After a nice shower that I enjoy with my favourite tunes, I choose a denim skirt and a tube top with a pink flowered pattern and put my black Converse on. I look myself at the mirror proud of myself. After a whole year I'm finally going to end my sophomore year and I can't be happier. I put some cherry-flavored gloss on and walk down the stairs after giving my brother a last chance to get out of bed before I throw the pillow in his face, like I did several times before when he chose to stay in bed. He just complains and decides to get up after that happens.

-Good morning mom - I smile at my mother while she pours a cup of coffee for herself and offers one to me. I nod, accepting it as I pick some toasts and spread some jam over them.

-You're in a good mood, sweetie. Is your brother already up?

-Yeah, I think he's dressing right now. GG and I are going to walk together to school today. Is that okay with you?

-Sure. Go. I can take Nick myself.

-Thanks, byee.

-Woa, woa, woa, come here, young lady. -She approaches to me and puts her hands on each sides of my face.

-I can't believe how fast you're growing up. You're already with one foot in junior year. -she smiles from ear to ear and I smile back.

-Okaayy, mom, enough with that, I'm gonna be late.

-Finee, go, have a great day.

I open the entrance door and find my best friend Georgie waiting outside for me.

We arrive to school in about 20 minutes later and go to our lockers, that are located next to each other's. Then a familiar voice sounds in a very close distance and Zach appears, tickling me in my stomach as he pulls me in a hug from behind and gives me a peck on the cheek.

-Oh, god, you two already. We just came in here. Can't you be apart from each other for 5 minutes at least?

Zach's friends then support Georgie's complain and take Zach with them, leaving my girlfriend and me alone again.

Then, when the day is almost done, I pick up my sports bag to go to the field and practice with the cheerleaders team. As we stretch I glance at some boy in a leather jacket and stunning blue eyes that I can admire from the long distance. He seems a little bit older. But not much. Two years, maybe. I can't help but getting distracted and miss some choreography moves when our eyes meet for the second time now. Our coach moves her hands so I notice her and get back on track. When we finish, I get a quick shower and put my clothes back on. I get out of school with my team, unaware of the conversation the were having as I found myself unable to stop replaying that boy with the magnetic stare in my head.

What do you think? I really hope you guys liked it because I have practically the whole thing figured out and I want to keep posting. I would also love if you reviewed it so I know that someone read it so I encourage you to do so.

I already have part of the next chapter written so I guess it won´t be long until I publish it.

Byee :)