The Outcasts

Chapter 1 Goodbye Indiana and hello sunny Calabasas

    It was the summer of 1994, well the end of the summer I was going to my freshman year of high school oh by the way I am Heather Diaries.

I just moved here from Indiana I lived there my whole life until my mother Megan Diaries got a job offer here in sunny Calabasas.

"It is a better opportunity for us" she says well in her own mind, by the way she works in the law enforcement. My father well he died when I was a kid when i was about five or six.

He died in a apparent drug overdose according to the police. if i would give my honest opinion, Well I think that's bunch of bullshit there had to be more to his death but they gave up because "there wasn't enough of evidence" but besides all that lets talk about me.

i'm an only child and if your wondering how was my school back in Indiana, well it was fine up to 7th grade all of a sudden the kids at my old school.

Think that since they hit puberty before me they think they should start picking on the "FAT GIRL" there goes that word Fat a word that tends to diminish someone's self confidence well mine for example.

A word that makes you feel less of yourself just because you don't fit the perfect look or if your not a cheerleader or a jock or even the rich kid your just invisible.

And in there eyes you will forever be that way, listen I have struggled with my weight for very long time since I could remember and just because I'm not a size two doesn't make me less then them but it doesn't seem to matter to anyone even my mother.

my mother she thinks that putting me in a therapy group that helps people with eating problems is going to help everything but it really doesn't.

you see I love my mother and I know she cares about me but sometimes I feel like she doesn't see how I feel, she just dose things that she thinks is best for me.

And about my weight well I have been dealing with a eating problems for a while now but it's not a big deal........ is it?, and I don't hate my whole appearance I do like my blonde hair and blue eyes there not so bad and my nose Isn't as crooked as it used to be.

"We're here" my mother exclaimed looking  back at me I looked at her with a forceful smile trying to find anything happy about this move. We got out of the car and carried our bags inside the house

"your rooms upstairs to the right ,Heather HEATHER!" My mom yelled a little trying to get my attention.

I jumped a little "hmm" I said taking off my headset looking unbothered "to the right upstairs" my mother said "oh OK" I replied with a sad tone "you OK" my mom said with worrying tone then placing her hand on my cheek.

Yea.. Yeah I'm fine" I lied "OK don't worry about unpacking tonight, just get some sleep tonight you got a big day Tomorrow first day"

she said I said OK and headed up to my room closing the door plopping myself on my bed looking at the empty room, I got up and gazed at my window looking at my street.

It was a pretty OK neighbourhood thought to myself I heard commotion at the end of the street thinking that it was probably teens.

I headed to the bathroom and changed then grabbed my diary from my bag and started writing

I've had this diary for a long time ever since my father died he gave it to me right before his death it's really special to me,

I started writing

Heathers diary
September 7, 1994

I'm Doubtful of where I stand

I'm in a maze with no escape

And I can't escape what comes the next day

                            Sincerely, Heathers diaries