A pillow lands on me with a thump, and my name is yelled in my ear repeatedly. However I flip around and yell into my pillow "Leave me alone!!!" It's not until I feel ice cold water being poured on me, that I spring up and yell "I'm awake, I'm awake, Jesus Christ!"

Welp, today's the day we're moving to Denver. It was actually just one of my mother's sudden whims, she wanted to leave everything behind and get a fresh start and a new job at a place where no one knew of us. Well, not that I could blame her, not after everything that happened last year. "Focus Scarlett, the last thing we need is another trip down memory lane." I say to myself, trying not to get distracted by negative thoughts.

Well it's not like I was going to miss anything or anyone, I didn't really have any friends, of course it had partly to do with the fact that I'm so likeable and definitely don't have a resting bitch face, heh, but last year things would've been different. I mean I had a great group of friends who were fun and playful, bringing colour into my dull life, making me feel content and and kept me great company, but most importantly, I think I was actually, genuinely happy. Maybe it's because I was so naive back then and didn't realise my world was crashing down around me, or maybe it was because, like an idiot, I let people in and let them get close to me. It just made everything a hundred times worse. It was worse.... much worse.

I groan as my overly energetic younger sister (she's 11), Chloe jumps around like a maniac, tugging on my comforter and yelling at me to wake up. Who has this much energy at 7am geez! "Kids these days" I sigh as I shake my head. 

WAIT EW I SOUND LIKE MY MOM! UGH I REALLY NEED FRIENDS MY AGE!

After a quick shower I get dressed in simple dad jeans and an oversized shirt, pairing it with some skinny rectangular glasses for the long drive to the airport. 

I sigh as I look around my, now empty, room. It feels barren, hollow, and I realize maybe this is exactly what I need, a new beginning. It sounds nice. Because all that's left here are painful memories, unopened wounds, and a reminder of everything that went wrong.

I run down, taking the stairs two at once. I grab the waffles lying on the plate and kiss my mom on the cheek saying "Good morninggg!" My mom just nods, telling me to be ready to leave in an hour.

Soon we're all packed and ready to leave, and I turn around to say goodbye to our house, still doubting how much I'll actually miss it, when I hear a familiar voice yell "Hey Scar!"

I turn around, in slow motion now, like my feet are stuck in honey, as I see my ex boyfriend Alex.

"Can we talk?"