Chapter 1

Natalie's POV

It's eight ò clock. I am staring at the brown ceiling on top while laying flat on the bed. I am wondering what I'll do tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day I wasn't prepared for. First day of highschool. Grade 12. Liberty High. Just one thought : Don't know what to do.

Every year after my winter vacation peace isn't in my dictionary. With all the students making fun of the nerds, teachers only trusting and making the nerds do almost everything. Includes me as well.

Tired and Anxious are the feelings I am going throught right now.

I heard my doorknob open and my mother came in view. I turned my head towards her with a bored expression which was also printed on my mother's face. "May I know when you are planning to come down for dinner, ma'am?" I smiled at her fake formality which made me giggle. "I'll be there when you'll call me, butler." I spoke in a fake serious dominant tone which made my mother laugh. She laughed at me because I was standing up and I had my chest puffed which was hardly visible because of the oversized t-shirt that I was wearing.

"I am here to call you for dinner Natalie, let's go." My mother walked out while I follwed her behind. "Today I fried some chicken thighs and made vegetable salad with rice, hope you'll like the dish as I am not that good." I chuckled at her words as my mother is not a good cook, actually. She is a nurse who is always busy. She is rarely home. That's the reason she doesn't get time to cook and to be good at it. Today I insisted her to stay till tomorrow morning as I needed some positivity for my first day and my positive vibe is my mother.

"Not everybody is good at everything mother, whether it's good or not, the fact is you tried your best and I am sure the dish is perfect." I replied her in an encouraging way which made my mother nod her head with approval. Once reaching our kitchen I took a seat beside my mother. The food was already placed on top of our plates. We just needed to devour it.

We started eating the food with a short prayer which was only prayed when my mother was present. I internally laughed at it. When I took the first spoon inside my mouth, the food felt delicious, indicating, that my mother cooked really well. "Wow, mother, it's fabulous, how?" I teased her by raising my eyebrows which made me looked shocked. "Because I wanted my daughter to have a real really good home made food!" My mother exclaimed while patting my head.

We both laughed and continued eating while having some small conversations here and there. After eating I washed the dishes while my mother cleaned the counters of our kitchen. "Good night sweety, have a beautiful dream." My mother hugged me and wished me a good night. "Good night mother and same to you." I hugged her back.

I entered my room and jumped on my bed and covered myself with the warm blanket. I made my nervous state move outiside my body and read some positive quotes. Why was I freaking out this much? One reason. Ashton Walker. That's it.

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