To start it all, my name is Kate Hughes. I’m a senior and yes, this is my last year of being a high school. The only thing that sucks is the fact that I transferred to a new school that made my last year of high school as something that isn’t worth remembering. The fact that I’m new and other people treat me like I’m an invisible human being because they don’t even know me. I have a terrible family background, considering the fact that both my parents separated. I have tons of friends that I love and trust, but they are all in the city and I’m in this town that I don’t even know. I just moved here together with my mother who is obsessed about her work. My love life is a complete mess, I had a guy that I used to call my boyfriend until he decided to cheat on me. Before, I really believe on happy endings and the so called, “and they live happily ever after.” Lines that you usually hear and see on movies. But now, I’m beginning to see everything clearly that those so-called happy endings, doesn’t happen in real life. They only exist on movies and books. I wanted to prove myself wrong and believe that there really is a happy ending but can you blame me with all the things that has happened with my life?

Those are the lines how I usually say about me and how I completely admit that my life is nothing but a mess.
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All I can do was tell you this, there is no such thing as forever. Just because something bad has happened to us or even we just stick on one thing, it already means that we just have to live with it and get stuck in one box, we can’t. Life must go on because unexpected things are waiting for us. 

Like the fact how the guy I met started to change my life, little by little. It all started with one accident.

Accidentally Yours

I don’t want this day to end. Those are the exact words that are running inside my head when I was with my father, having our father-daughter bonding time. When we reached the house, I saw Dylan on our porch. I wasn’t expecting him to visit because I mean, I didn’t even called him or told him to come. I’m a little nervous of what my father would say but good thing that it turned out well. The thing that bugs me though is the fact that my father invited Dylan next weekend. Things will be a lot of awkward next week and I pray that nothing bad is going to happen. 


“So, I’ll be going now.” Dylan said. 


I escaped from the thoughts that are running inside this unpredictable head of mine and turn to look at Dylan when he said that he is going to leave. “You don’t want to eat or at least drink something before you leave?” I ask. 


Chapter 15: Intensity