Chapter One
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Chapter One
I slept awful last night. Constant nightmares, and when it wasn’t nightmares, it was me in the bath room throwing up. The stress, the questions, just… everything. It was too much. I laid in bed for a little while, just staring at the ceiling, listening to the birds outside my window. I wasn’t ready for today. Not at all.
I had seen some of my friends yesterday, but I still had to face the rest of them, and there prying questions about my ‘’Epic Sumer Holiday’’ no doubt and I just wasn’t ready for all of that yet. I hadn’t really come to terms with it.
Hence why my parents have put me in therapy.
Sighing, I guess it's time I get up. I had set out my clothes for today last night. Every one obsessed over what to wear on the first day of school, I’ll admit, I don’t… normally. But this was my senior year, If I dressed as if the world couldn’t hurt me, maybe I’d believe it.
No one has to know that I was raped this summer or that my rapist was murdered by my ex-lovers werewolf pack... I shivered at the thoughts.
Those guys always seemed so sweet.. All along they had this horrible secret… and they were murders.
I shook my head, trying to physically shake the thoughts away and when that didn’t work, i leaned over and pressed ‘’play’’ on my iPod, letting the music fill my room and my mind while I finally dragged my ass up and got dressed.
I could vaguely hear someone shouting my name, but I couldn’t make out which one of my parents it was. I’m sure they just wanted me to turn the music down, but that wasn’t going to happen.
Grabbing my clothes, I headed in to the bathroom to take a quick shower and get dressed. Followed by my hair and make up and, I was all done. I kept looking at myself in the mirror, trying to decide if I looked ok enough.
Truth be told, i wasn’t looking forward to school, I knew Michael would be there, but if I HAD to go, i was going to make sure I looked good. I’ll just have to keep my fingers tightly crossed that I don’t have him for any classes or even see him at school. I don’t need the added stress.
Giving myself a once over, I nodded to myself, deciding I looked good enough, before turning the music off and heading down stairs for breakfast.
‘Good morning’ I announced walking in to the kitchen. Dad was sat in his usual seat at the breakfast bar, drinking his coffee while mum was cooking the food. I wasn’t all that hungry.. Until I saw she was making what looked like a full English. Yum!
‘Good morning Sweet heart. Are you excited for your last first day?’ Mum seemed super chipper today. I wonder why.
‘I guess, but it's just school mum. Nothing special’. Dad peered up at me from behind his newspaper. ‘What?’
‘Nothing’. He shook his head and went back to reading. Weird. I shrugged it off. ‘You look nice today Ellie’. I smiled at his compliment.
‘Thanks, dad’. Mum plated up the food and placed a plate down in front of me and one in front of dad before she started making up another one, for herself. ‘We will have to go soon, I promised the girls I’d meet them before school starts’. This time, My dad physically put the paper down on the side and cupped his hands, looking at me, sternly.
This wasn’t good.
‘Your mother isn’t driving you to school today Ellie’. I stopped mid-chew and looked at them and then at the clock.
‘I’ve already missed the bus, I thought you said you could?’ Now I was panicking. I CAN'T be late for the first day of bloody school! I finished my breakfast as fast as I possibly could, nearly choking in the process, and jumped off the stool. Grabbing my bag, I shouted bye to my parents, ignoring what ever it was they were saying and rushed to the front door.
Fuck, f**k, f**k! I can’t be late.
I pulled the front door open and dashed out, Instantly bumping in to some one, and falling backwards, hitting my head on the hall way floor. Ouch!
‘Ellie, are you ok?!’ He held his hand out to me. I didn’t take it, and scrambled to my feet myself, Rubbing the back of my head to make sure it wasn’t bleeding. Luckily, It wasn’t. ‘Have you hurt your head’.
‘No Michael. I’ll pop some pain killers later if I get a headache. Why are you here?!’ I snapped.
‘Michael! Good to see you’. I rolled my eyes and turned to look at my parents as they came walking over to greet him. What, are they all best friends now or some thing?!
‘Hey Mr and Mrs Dover, I’ve come to pick Ellie up for school’. Wait.. what?! Had mum and dad asked him to do this? Is this why mum suddenly couldn’t take me?! Mum passed him over what looked like a bacon sandwich. ‘Aww, thanks’.
‘Hmm, Of course, wolves like bacon’. I mumbled under my breath, but when Mike shot me a shocked look, I realised he must have heard me, Luckily though, my parents hadn’t. ‘I don’t need a ride, thanks’. I went to step out of the house again, but Mike was blocking my way.
‘Don’t be silly Ellie, you were just moaning about being late’.
‘Yeah because you conveniently couldn’t take me, mother’. She just tutted and started a conversation with Mike about if he was liking living here so far. I just stood there, arms crossed, impatiently, waiting for them to finish talking so we could just leave.
I had completely tuned out until Mike nudged my shoulder.
‘Ready to go?’ He asked with a sweet smile. For a split second, i felt bad for how I was treating, before remembering the insanely huge secrets he had been keeping from me all summer.
‘Yeah, I was ready 10 minutes ago’. I snapped before pushing past him and walking outside, not even bothering to say goodbye to my mum and dad, and headed towards Mikes car.
Pulling up to school with the new teacher, Yeah, because that won’t attract any attention, will it?
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