_Welcome to my Life: HIM_

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

What if one day could change your life?
What if you lied?
Cried?
Stole?
Broke your families hearts?
What if on the same day you died?
Welcome to the story of my life…


(you know you want to read it ^_^ anyway comment and leave any suggestions that you may have, I kinda wrote this fast, so if it sucks i'll change it)

Chapter 1 (v.1) - _Welcome to my Life: HIM_

Submitted: March 26, 2009

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Prologue (mini prologue)
 
The first day of school this year was a day like any other. A normal, nothing out of the ordinary day, nothing unusual happened, nothing strange. At least not until HE came along. HE ruined my life, he broke my heart; I tried to get back at him, but it blew up in my face. There are so many repercussions in life, all of your actions have consequences, all of them, no matter what you say or do.
 
Chapter 1
 
It was the first day of school, I was finally a senior in high school. I went to Greenville County High; it wasn’t too large, or too small of a school, it was more of a perfect fit. At least it was, at the time.
 
I walked into history class (it was my first period of the day), only to see that not only was my schedule was wrong, but that I had a male teacher named Mr. Spendinski, rather than Mrs. Harper, who I had last year. Instead there was a tall, tan, young-looking guy standing by the chalkboard writing his name; when he turned to look at me his eyes flashed, almost in recognition. But I was sure that I had never seen him before in my life. As he looked at me I noticed that he had black eyes, there was no actual color to his eyes, they were just black.
 
“Welcome,” he addressed the class, “I am Mr. Spendinski. Some of you may think that your schedule was wrong, but I only just transferred here so the administration hasn’t had time to send out new schedules.”
 
There is something really odd about this new teacher. He keeps looking at me as though he knows who I am. I am sure that I have never seen him before in my life…there he is again, looking at me like that…
 He started to take attendance, “Martha Anderson, Emelia Bones, Heather Chatfield, David Dederickson, Amber Farthe, Henry Hind, Jackson McWilliams?? Jackson??? Jack!!!”
 
Everyone in the class started to look around the room for a new student; there was no one else except for the people that I have gone to school with since kindergarten. Mr. Spendinski kept calling out Jack, and every time he called the name he got madder and matter; it was like he knows this jack person.
 
“Umm, Mr. Spendinski?” Amber started, “I am taking a wild guess here, but I don’t think that there is anyone by that name here.”
 
“Okay, continuing on. Alyson Stout…”
 
“Here!” I called.
 
“Okay,” Mr. S. said after finishing attendance, “today, we will start by handing out your books and then we will start reading the first chapter and learn abou….”
 
He trailed off as someone slammed the door open. I looked over to see who it was when I saw the beast looking person I had ever seen. He had bright green eyes, black hair, and was wearing the tightest shirt I had ever seen, you could see every single muscle on his chest move as he walked.
 
“JACKSON!!!” Mr. S. screamed at the poor kid.
 
“WHAT!”
 
“Why are you late?!”
 
“Well…uh….”
 
“Take a seat, as I was saying, today we will start reading the first chapter and learn about…”
 
* * * * *
“Ding! Ding!” The bell rang signaling the end of history.
 
Finally, I can leave this room and stop getting those odd looks from Mr. S. and Jack. Why do they keep staring at me with that knowing look? I am positive that I have never seen either of them in my life before.
 “Hey, Alyson!” A strange voice called from down the hall.
 
 
“What do you want?”
 
“Uh…Hi. My name is Jack. I was wondering if you could show me to my next class.”
 
I looked at the schedule he thrust into my face, only to realize that his schedule was exactly the same as mine. Great, now I have to deal with these strange looks all day. How wonderful; this is going to get really annoying really fast.
 “Well, we both have Psychology next with Mrs. Pondean. You can follow me.”
 
And so began my day of being given weird looks from Jack and wishing that it was over. He even insisted on sitting with me at lunch.
 
I turned around to see Jack running down the hall towards me.


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