Chapter [1]

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Fall. Like you'll never fall. Love. Like you'll never love. Miss. Like you'll never miss. Try. Like you'll never try again.

Truer words were never spoken. I spoke those words. Wrote them, and now I can't forget about them as I scribble the phrase onto the back of my hand.

My heart pounds with each tick of the clock. Only twenty more minutes till I see Asher. This torturous science film projected on the overhead is making my eye lids droop and my mind wander.

I love Asher. I've always loved him. I can take him anywhere with me and he won't complain. He's like my son almost if I were to have a kid at eighteen. Which sometimes girls do...

I have been babysitting him since he was eight. Now since he's eleven things have gotten more complicated. He constantly asks why I look the way I look and he can't help but comment on my makeup.

I don't even wear more than slight powder and mascara but for this eleven year old I'm like Elvira.

But he is smart. Smarter than most kids I've met. Sometimes I feel bad when he has to remind me about the Law of Conservation in science because I forget.

I have no idea how boring my life would be without Asher. I would have to spend my days with my mom and dad lounging around in nothing but pajamas and watching The Big Bang Theory. I love my parents but I'm in my prime time to get out and live my life before the real deal happens in college.

It seems so far away, but so close. Leaving my family, friends and Asher behind will be the hardest thing I'll probably ever do, but I can't stay in Washington all my life, when I graduate high school I'll be heading out to California.

I haven't thought about my goodbyes or anything yet, but my heart goes with Asher. Without me, his home is quiet, large and vacant. The Bieber's are always working and I doubt they even remember their son who's begging for attention.

Asher has told me stories about an older brother, but I find it hard to believe since he never has mentioned his name to me. But if making up fake siblings makes him happy, I can't stand in the way of that.

The screeching of the overhead winding up snaps me out of my thoughts. I didn't even realize I was laying my head on my hands staring out the window until my teacher eyes me carefully.

"Well let's go around and see what each of you learned. Miss Gomez would you like to go first?"

That's my price for dozing off in the front row in Mr. Hollis's class. I push my black hair behind my ear and sit up as straight as I can.

"Um...well I leaned that..." The bile in my throat was slowly rising because I knew every eye was on me waiting for my answer. I always paid attention, straight A student, I could get away with murder and the principal would still put me in charge of every school project. But the one time I get caught sleeping in class I pay the price.

My hands find my skirt and I hesitantly rub my hands over it, "I'm sorry Mr. Hollis but I wasn't paying attention."

His hands push his glasses that were falling down his nose back up again and he snarls, "That's what you get for sleeping during an important science film. I'd like to see you after class."

My mouth drops to the floor, "I'm sorry! Please it won't happen again."

He waves my attempted apology with his hand as he calls on Gabriela to answer his question. She answers quickly rolling her eyes at me the whole time. Her friends snicker softly behind me and wave sweetly when I fully turn to face them.

I hate them. I hate them.

Keep it together Selena. Don't blow up in the middle of the class, you're already in enough trouble. Don't. Do. It.

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