1. summer's over.

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[6:45 AM]

Now take it in but don't look down' Cause I'm on top of the world, 'ey...

I groaned and took my arm out from under my blanket, causing the cold morning air of Seattle to immediately hit it. I grabbed my cell phone, planning to hit the snooze button when I decided not to. If I woke up any later, I would run into Amiel on my way out, and I didn't want that. Especially not on my first day of senior year.

The thought of Amiel just makes me want to throw up, and it reminded me of the nightmare I had last night—or should I say: every other night since the incident with my mom.

The nightmares were always the same.

I would be dizzy and my lungs slowly filled up with water, leaving less and less space for air. My eyesight would start to go blurry and a numbness would take over my heart. Then, my mom would show up looking gorgeous in her elegant blue dress that fitted every curve of her body. When she saw me, her radiant face would contort into a furtive grimace of depreciation, as she yelled for me to run. I would start running, but the minute I looked back, a bullet would pierce her heart.

I got out of my bed and walked into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door. I brushed my teeth and put on some light makeup that covered the light bruises on my temple from the other night while deciding what I wanted to do with my hair. I ended up just grabbing my curling iron and making the ends of my hair slightly wavy, like the waves at the beach I had constantly seen over break.

I let out a sigh. The past 3 months of summer break wasn't the best, but it was better than going to school. Now, summer's over and the school year has begun. I already know for a fact that this year will be the worst, as I will be spending a lot of time in the library doing boring college stuff. The realization hit me hard: one more year of high school, and I'll finally be able to leave Seattle and the past I so dearly dreaded.

When I was done, I unlocked the door and went to look for a casual outfit to wear. I chose a black cropped hoodie to pair with ripped boyfriend jeans and my Adidas Superstars. Nice, but not too nice. I didn't want people to start getting ideas that I cared about how I looked because honestly, I really didn't. I grabbed my moms necklace from the cabinet and put it on. The charm that hung from it was in the shape of a crescent moon and to the side was a glowing blue orb. My moms been wearing it since she was a young lad, and apparently when she met my dad, the orb changed its color. I know, plain bûllshit.

I glanced over at the clock in my room and realized that it was already 7:05.


Amiel's alarm was going to ring in 3 minutes.

I grabbed my backpack, some money, and Advil while running downstairs as quietly as I can, making sure I didn't wake up the monster who lived within the walls of this house.


The loud chatting and the sound of teenagers sucking off each others' faces hit me right away when I walked through the main entrance. I made my way to the auditorium lobby to get my schedule for the year. I really hope I got into the classes I applied for and not the crappy ones.

"What's your name?" a senior who looked like Zac Efron asked. Weird. I have never seen him in any of my classes before. Maybe he was new. I didn't realize that I was staring, until he cleared his throat.

I embarrassingly mumbled, "Sorry...it's Jami."

"Jami Smith?"

"No, Jami Bloomingfield," I said glaring at him. I hated it when people didn't use my right last name. I'm no Smith, I'm only a Bloomingfield.

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