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

It seems like it’s been a long time since I started to draw some sketches at the garden of our school. I remember when I used to hang out here when I don’t want to go home yet and when I don’t have any friends to hang out with after school. What would be my life now if didn’t met Dylan? Would I be the same Kate who’s alone and has no friends? Will I be able to meet a different friend when I didn’t met him? Will I be able to meet Marc even if I didn’t met Dylan? 


I sat down at one of the benches at the garden and started sketching. This helps me keep my mind off things that are troubling me and that includes, Dylan. Up until now, the incident is bothering me and I don’t know if whether I’ll believe his words or not. I had a hard time believing him because of my past and also because of his past. He was a playboy back then and I don’t know if he completely change or not and whether if he really likes me or he’s just playing with my feelings. 


Chapter 18: Trust