Holding Hands With Fate

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

When life is going great and nothing can stop it ... except the reality of life and death.

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Holding Hands With Fate

Submitted: November 17, 2009

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Submitted: November 17, 2009



It’s the first day of kindergarten.

My hair is long and black and I had a pink bow in it, I was wearing all new stuff, a new shirt, with a kitty on it, new jeans, and a new winter coat and boots and a new backpack I felt like a million bucks.

Well I did up until I walked into the school with my mom and I hated it already, there were to many kids and they all seemed to be looking at me, it was weird and I didn’t like it.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I clung to my mom’s hand, as the teacher tried talking me into the class but I wasn’t having it.

But after a bribe with a cookie I came and sat down and stopped crying and crossed my legs and listened to the teacher.

I met my first friend that day, he had the chubby little cheeks and he was a bit shorter than me but we hit it off right away he was my best friend up until grade three, when the mean girls stole him away and told him I was a loser and that he could be cool like them if he stopped being my friend, and so he did.

Grade four to grade seven I never spoke to him , but then his family moved next door and one day before school he waved at me and I waved back a bit but then walked to school, I stopped trying to waste my time trying to be his friend again.

It’s the first day of high school, my hair is cut short and it’s still black but now I have a green bow in it to bring out my green eyes, my cheeks are highlighted with a bit of shimmer and I have my eyeliner and mascara on just like always topped off with lip gloss, I didn’t look like a freak but in the popular people’s eyes I was, maybe it’s because I'm one in seven people in our whole school that dress in black every day , but I'm the only one who dresses in black and doesn’t sacrifice animals in my room, that was harsh but the others are creepy like that.

I sit down in my homeroom to get my classes for the first semester. My music is already loud but I notice the teacher walk in and I shut it off, she announces that this year in home room we can’t sit anywhere we are going to be sitting in the seats that we first picked when we walked in, I want to upset at that fact as I picked the one in the far corner where the lights wouldn’t make my eyes hurt.

And in walked prince of the toads, well not exactly I noticed that he had grown up a bit, his face was more chiselled and he was now taller than me and his shoulders had filled out, he was actually a prince charming, I shook my head and put my music back on.

I hadn’t seen him all summer where did he go? too a man making camp?! he looked different from the other guys he just stood out.

Haydien -

Samantha (me) –

I can’t think of names so u guys can give me some help.

This is just pretty much like setting the story kind of idk, this might be kind of all over the place I'm warning you all right now.

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