*poke* "vsua"

*poke* "bsuansi"

*poke* "Leave"

*poke* "Me"

*po-* "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!! "

I yelled, making everyone look at me wide eyed. But Alec, my very annoying older brother, looked unaffected. He is used to my outbursts.

Mom turned to gave me a look that screamed 'You better watch your language missy'.

I groaned before glaring at Alec. He literally never learns, he knows I hate being woken up.

I look at him with a look that could kill.

"We're here." Alec said, ignoring the glare I was sending his way.

My eyes widened with realisation and scooted to the side window to look at our new house.

To be honest that was a reflex, I was not even surprised. I'm used to this. Let's just say it's a miracle that Alec and I are still as modest and grounded as we can be.

"Holy mother of cheesecakes..!! " I chuckled at my brother. He's 18 but he hates swearing.

I'm surprised as to how he keeps himself from swearing seeing as we live under one roof and I do swear a little. Yeah... A tiny bit.

We got out of our car and stood in front of our 'home' admiring it.

No matter how long I stood there it would look the same, huge, but not as cozy as our older house was. No matter how big or beautiful a puzzle is, one tiny missing piece would bother anyone like crazy. Well, that's exactly what my life is like. Shaking the thoughts off, I reminded myself to get it together.

"Come on kids! Don't keep staring. Go choose your rooms." breaking the silence and as soon the words left mom's lips, Alec and I were sprinting inside, elbowing each other to slow the other one down but mine are apparently sharper, guessing from the grunts I earned from Alec. I could hear the faint laughter of our parents at our Oh so mature behaviour.

We entered through the huge double door, laughing like hyenas and running down the halls like our butts caught fire. I was winning thanks to my obviously gifted elbows.

I barge into rooms one by one trying to find the perfect one before Alec could. I reached the door in the middle of the first floor hall and one look was enough.

"I CALL DIBS!" I yell immediately.

The room was not too girly, not too dark. Just perfect.

It had grey walls with a chandelier on the centre of the ceiling, just above the couch attached to the bed. A fully furnished room, just like I needed. All in all, the colour scheme was a mix of black, white, grey and brown. It was surely love at first sight.

I heard Alec claim a room as his from the end of the hall making me relax, at least he won't throw a fit and try to take away my room if he found one that suits his taste better.

I was admiring the room which I'm pretty sure everyone else was doing. From the sound, I think mom and dad settled with the master bedroom downstairs.

I went and stood in front of the mirror in my room and looked at my reflection and couldn't help the thoughts that flooded in.

'Back to where it began, now are we '

My conscience mocked.

I inhaled the smell of my new room as I let my thoughts wander.

'Here's where it all started.'

We were back to my hometown, where I was born and grew up. Wellspring city, where I'd spent 14 years of my life, where I was bullied, where I was broken, the city that took too much from me.

I was a just an ordinary girl who liked to read and cared about her grades but that helped me earn the tag of the nerd/loner of the school. Despite that, I wasn't physically bullied, just a few comments here and there were all I had to deal with. I pretended like that shit didn't bother me but deep down I knew I was struggling. Every comment was engraved in my head but was never spoken about to anyone as I didn't want my friends to worry.

I only had a handful of friends, whom I adored, namely Dylan and Cole, the twins. Dylan was basically the prankster and would do anything that he got a kick out of. Cole was the smart and sweet one. Mia was the shy bookworm with whom I loved discussing books and fangirling over fictional characters. Perri was the social one who had eyes and ears everywhere and knew gossips before it even started brewing. She was always like a kid high on sugar.

And lastly, the one and only, Ryder. My EX best friend. The sweetest guy I'd ever met. The guy I trusted more than I trusted anyone. He was the only one who knew of all the things I used to go through and was always there for me.

I had to sometimes hold him back from going on a suicide mission to, and I quote ' fuck their faces up '. Now imagine that coming from a 5ft, baby faced boy pushing his reading glasses up that slowly slid down his nose. You get my point. It was the thought that warmed my heart.

I was living a pretty normal life, because I had my friends close to me whenever I used to feel down, but I was also secretly crushing on my best friend. Stupid? I know.

Everything was fine until it was just not. One night. It changed everything. I lost everything, every single ounce of hope. I was extremely depressed, locked myself in my room, didn't eat or drink. My parents couldn't watch me suffer anymore, so we moved.

No one was informed. Not a single trace was left. No contact was kept. Nothing. For all those who knew us, we just vanished.

The normal me, would have felt guilty, for leaving everyone hanging, without an explanation but at that time, that moment on, I felt nothing. There a huge hole in my heart, and it was so painful that my brain just went numb.

All emotions were wiped out, no tears were left after crying for a couple of weeks and what was left was a broken girl who had walls higher than the Great Wall of China.

We shifted to London, in hopes of a new start. My parents, after leaving their jobs in Wellspring City, wanted to be bosses of their own, they started their own business which worked out better than anyone of us expected.

That brought a huge change in our lifestyle. I met my cousins Sky and Eric, the twins. I told them my fucked up story and they grew tired of me moping around all day. They dragged me, literally dragged me out of my room and made me face reality. I slowly grew confident.

The world already took a little too much from me without my permission and I was done. I worked on myself, so no one would see me as a pushover and grew stronger day by day.

Life was good and almost on track in London when my parents dropped this bomb of us moving back to Wellspring and bam, here we are. I don't know what complication in the business made them change the decision but the thought of coming back here made me super fidgety. It was really hard for me to come back at a place that took everything away from me, left me hollow.

Sigh

I have to go to the same school again. Between the same people. In the same environment that suffocates me.

Would they recognise me?

What if-

My train of thoughts were cut short short by a knock on my door.

I turned to see Alec walk in my room.

"Yeah, sure you can come in, thanks for aski- HEY!" I ended up yelling when I saw him sprawling on my bed with his shoes on.

"I haven't lied down yet, you idiot. Take off your shoes at least. " I whined, now trying to nudge him off the bed, which obviously was useless.

Damn you and your athletic body.

He rolled his eyes and eventually took off his shoes, taking his sweet time while I glared at him.

"This room is so you." He said looking around.

"I know right!" I said beaming, looking around my humble abode.

"So... Like, are you okay?" He asked, looking at me cautiously.

I chucked at his choice of words.

"Yes I'm fine, you don't have to worry or walk on eggshells around me, you know? I'm much stronger now. " I said, not liking the look he was giving me, the one I had grown used to.

"I know, but I still get to worry about my baby sister, okay?" He said ruffling my hair making me smack his hand.

"Alright that's enough, get out. I need to unpack." I said pushing him off the bed, this time successfully.

Hehe

He grunted and got off the floor glaring at me. "I did you a favor by walking in anyway. I'm sorry to say this but you look constipated when you overthink Em." He said faking sympathy with a hand over his chest.

I bent down to pick up his shoes and hurled them at him which successfully hit him in the back of his head and the other one on his back, which made him squeal like a 5 year old and run away, not caring that his shoes were lying in the middle of the hallway.

God! I live with an idiot.

My self pity party was interrupted by my phone ringing. I looked around to find it lying on one of the boxes and answered.

"GET READY TO GO HUNTING BITCH! BE THERE IN 5" and she hung up.

I flinched at the voice and stared at the phone with a blank face as if asking it to shut up. Seeing no point in doing that, I sighed and rolled my eyes and started to find an outfit, appropriate for the occassion.

' It's gonna be a long day ' I thought.