Finding Forever (formerly Inseparable)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! So I've finally started continuing this story. I'm sorry for not updating often (more like not updating at all, I just seem to keep forgetting that I'm supposed to write this first before reading and reading and reading. HAHA  funny thing is, I've already finished the gist of the story (in pen and paper) even before I started to publish the prologue here on wattpad :3 it just felt like something I could write out freely when I had the time unlike my other stories. So as you can see I've obviously decided to finish this before the others

I would like to say sorry in advance for any typos and grammar issues, and for my lack of awesome skills in writing a great story, but I do hope I get at least a 3 out of 5  haha

So here it is! I hope you enjoy reading this story  don’t forget to comment and fan if you do!  I would definitely love to hear what you think of this, good or bad  it would help me in finishing my this and my other unfinished stories 

BTW this chapter is dedicated to @Authentics :) I hope you like it!

Chapter 1

A year ago, I never would have imagined myself the way I see my reflection now. A lot has definitely happened since that day. My skin was paler than it used to be, but now my cheeks were pink most of the time and I'd actually go red when it was too warm or when I got embarrassed. I've tried catching some sun during one trip to the beach on a long weekend, but it barely stayed for a week. My lips, which used to be so pale were now covered with pink rose lipgloss. And my hair, was now just a few inches below my shoulders; not too long, not too short. The ends were still curled though, and it was still chestnut brown. Gone are the lifeless colors (even though I am pale due to not going out much) and dull hair. Even my friends were shocked with the change but were pleased. I still wore dresses every Friday and during the weekends, and the regular jeans-shirt-chucks-or-vans during the rest of the week. I didn't exactly see what they saw, all I knew was there was a change in my appearance. Only in my appearance though.

So today was Monday, the 2nd of September to be exact. September. A lot of things have happened during this same month a year ago. Things that are better left behind. Tears started to fill my eyes. The pain was still so strong, but there was no one left to run to. There was just me. I quickly wiped my eyes and got up from my dresser to change for school. I put on a pair of navy blue jeans, a white v-neck tee, and slipped on my purple keds. I moved back to my dresser and opened my drawer to get my tiny pearl earrings, an owl necklace given by my mom, and my favorite charm bracelet. I've tried opting to use another bracelet but I would always end up using this one instead. There wasn't a day that I haven't used it since the day it was given to me. After fixing up, I went downstairs to have my breakfast. As the usual, my mom and dad have gone to work already, leaving a note on the breakfast counter beside my meal. This was one of the things I most appreciated from my parents. No matter how busy they were, they would never forget to leave me a short note that says letting different each time.

I ate my breakfast quickly then grabbed my car keys and headed to the garage. My parents were average employees who earned just the right amount every pay day but it was my brother that made our lives seem luxurious. Since his company started making the big bucks, he made sure that we had only the best. Of course, my parents refused but in the end my brother won over the argument, emphasizing that he wanted to take care of us in the best way possible. I must admit, I enjoy the benefits but sometimes it was just plain annoying. One reason why it's annoying is the fact that people who barely know me, judge me right away as the material girl who gets everything she wants and does everything she likes like a spoiled brat with only hair and nails in her head and that everything she sees is supposed to be pink. But I'm far from being that. Yes, I get what I want but all under certain conditions. I can't do anything I want because I'm not of legal age yet and because there are certain rules that even if my parents don't remind me of them, I keep with me at all times. 80% of my head is filled with school work, friends, family and dance while 20% is off somewhere. And pink is definitely NOT what I want to see.