Love like a rose

Chapter one

                             Hannah's POV

       Ugh another day having to wake up in this hell hole. I signed and got out of my bed. Another flashback to that night. Having to relive losing them all over again. Always hurts, I don't want to be here. I'm not used to waking up to silence still. It's been three years and everyday I wake up. I expect to hear mom and dad in the kitchen talking and laughing about my dads stupid jokes. While she cooks, and my brothers sitting at the table eating. I was always the last one up because I hated waking up. I wasn't a morning person. But that would all go away when I went downstairs and saw my mom smiling at me.

She's my best friend, well was my best friend. But now I dread waking up everyday. I was the annoying banter between my brothers, my dads stupid jokes and my mom smiling at me and telling me to have a good day. I miss it all. I'm almost done with school. Just got to finish my senior year and then I have no clue what to do next. My parents always wanted me to go to Harvard. But I always wanted to take a break after graduating. They supported that as long as I promised to go back to college after I was done. But anyways I hop out of bed and complete my morning routine. Throw on a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. Slip in my combat boots and head out of the house. After locking it, I never got my license. I got my permit just to say I have it.

I never want to drive again or be in a car. It's to much bad memories. I end up walking to school cause I woke up late as usual. I was just listening to my music and walking. When I looked up at the car passing by. It was her I knew it for sure. Those blue eyes and red hair never left my mind. The one person there who seemed worried. I only seen her that once and never again after that. My nightmares at night sometimes turn around when she shows up in them. She looked at me as she was passing by. Her eyes slightly widening. I just gave a small smile, the first one I have since my family died. And continued walking to school.

Once I arrived, I sighed to myself. I hated it here. I used to be so happy coming to school. But now I dread it, my parents always drove me. They were there at every art event or school event I had. They were the most supportive people when it came to their kids. Now the only time I see them is when I visit them in the grave yard. I wish I would've died with them. I walked through the doors and made my way to my locker putting every thing in there that I didn't need and keeping the rest. Right as I closed my locker. I was instantly on the ground. With someone on top of me. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm sorry, are you okay? Here let me help you pick up your stuff." The girls voice said.

I lifted my head up ready to bitch out whoever cause me to end up on the ground. But closed my mouth as quickly as I could. When our eyes met, it's her. Her red hair was brighter today due to the school having lots of windows. And her blue eyes that felt like I could get trapped in them. Kept staring at me. "It's no big deal, shit happens right?" I said to her laughing and getting up. Offering her my hand to get up in the process. She smiled and took my hand. "We've met before, but you never caught my name. I'm Victoria." Victoria said smiling. "I'm Hannah, nice to meet you Red." I said instantly blushing a little due to the fact I just gave her a nickname.

She smiled I stuck my hand out to shake her hand. And she just looked at it for a second before looking up and smiling. I was confused for a moment. Before I was engulfed in a hug by the short red head. "Sorry, I'm a hugger." She said giggling. I wish I could hear that everyday. I swear that's what heaven sounds like. "So what class you heading to starry eyes?" She asked. I looked at her confused. "Sorry about that. It's just the fact that your eyes are emerald green. And it looks like you have stars in your eyes. So hence the nickname starry eyes." She said rambling on nervously. I however, found it astonishing. How someone could go from sexy to adorable this quickly. "It's fine Red, and I have English first. What about you?" I said asking her about her first period class.

Her smile got wider. "Looks like we have the same class, well what are we waiting for let's go starry eyes." She said grabbing my hand and dragging me along. Normally anyone who did this. I would've punched by now. But when it's her, I could care less. Loving the feeling of her hand holding mine. I smiled, happy for once since the accident. Then suddenly I was sad again. When she broke the contact between us. "Want to sit next to me?" She asked. Hope evident in her eyes. I nodded my head yes and smiled. Seeing excitement fill her facial features. I'm just now realizing how beautiful she is. From the freak led scattered across her face to the crinkles by her eyes when she smiled. She's truly beautiful inside and out.

We walked to the back of the class. She groans as she sits down. Causing me to immediately look to her. "You okay Red?" I asked worry laced in my tone. She giggled. "I'm very bad when it comes to English. I hate writing about stuff that doesn't interest me. And then I just procrastinate until it's overdue. And by then I don't want to do it even more." She said with a frown on her face. "Hey I could always help you and tutor you if needed. English is my best subject. I plan on being a writer when I'm older." I said smiling at the thought of my dream job and possibly tutoring the cute red head sitting next to me. "Really? That would be amazing. I always needed help with it comes to essays." She said happily.

"We better pay attention Red. Mr Johnson doesn't like people talking in class." I said trying not to get caught by my favorite teacher here. She nodded and immediately focused her attention on the teacher speaking. I however, couldn't focus on a word that came out of his mouth. My thoughts consumed by the moments I've had with the gorgeous red head next to me. I looked over at her and smiled. How could someone be that beautiful? I questioned in my head. Does she even now how pretty she is? These questions filled my head as class continued on. I turned back to the board deciding I've stared at the red headed girl enough. This is going to be a long day I thought to myself.

A/n
Thank you guys for reading my first book that isn't fan fiction. I love writing. So I'm definitely taking my time making sure this book is good. Thank you all, stay safe❤️