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Excerpt from pages 14 and 15:
Beeping. What is that annoying beeping sound? I blinked my eyes once or twice, trying to get used to the white light that made it almost impossible to see with. I turned my head over to see a woman who was probably in her thirties sleeping by my bedside. Bedside? Where was I? I glimpsed up to the machine that was responsible for the beeping sound and noticed it was a beeping sound for my heart rate. I was confused. Highly confused, and I needed to get out of here at once.
“Natalie…?” chimed a beautiful voice through the silence of the small room.
I looked back to find the woman awake.
“Who… are you?” I struggled to speak.
“So, she never told you… sounds just like her,” she muttered to herself.
I looked into her eyes. I gasped when we made eye contact. She had the same emerald eyes as my mother, and she had the long golden locks. I reached out towards her and put her silky hair through my fingers. It felt just like mother's too.
“Who are you?” I asked once again.
“I’m your godmother and also your aunt.” she noted.
“You’re my mother’s sister?” I whispered.
“Yes, don’t I look like her?" she laughed. But then her smile faded away.
“My mother… said you died, before I was born.” I spoke slowly, flashing back to that moment.
Her eyes faded and she looked down. I shifted myself up and turned my body to get out of the bed. A pain shot through my ribs and I quickly grabbed my chest and winced in disbelief.
“Where am I!? Why am I hurt! When did this happen!?” So many questions raced through my mind. I was scared. I helplessly lifted up once more but more carefully and started to get off of the bed.
“Natalie! Don’t!” warned my aunt, but I ignored her and kept to my purpose. Soon another jolt of pain came from my hand. I looked down to see I had an IV in my vein. I quickly yanked it out and held back a yelp.
“Natalie, please calm down…” She pleaded.
I came to a complete stop. I looked down at the tile floor, with my back to her.
“Tell me, where are my parents?” I asked softly as the memory of the careening car came back to me.
Excerpt from pages 18 and 19:
Looking at me now in the mirror, you would never know what kind of hell I had been through. It was hard to believe that it had already been a year since the accident and I was now a 16-year-old sophomore. After eating breakfast and brushing my teeth, my aunt Jenny drove me to my new school. She pulled up to the drop off and kissed me on the cheek as a farewell. I forced a smile and got out of the car.
Many eyes darted my way. I started to feel a bit self-conscious. I sped up my walking and kept my head down. I was so concentrated on trying to make it to the office for my schedule that I wasn’t paying attention to what was in front of me. All I had to do was make it up the steps and then I was at my destination. My foot got caught in my leg and I fell full force ahead. But my landing wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I put both hands out and started to lift myself up. A sweet smell of cologne rose off the ground. I blinked my eyes open to find I was only a few inches over the prettiest boy. My face turned a bright red when I heard people oohing and ahhing. I jumped up and started to pick up his things first. “Why aren’t you picking up your things?” questioned a smooth, deep voice from the boy. My eyes widened and glimpsed back to him. I ignored his question and continued. “New student, Collin?”
I turned to face the new voice that spurred in. His bright smile came to my eyes and I quickly looked away. They almost looked the same, these two boys. The boy named Collin had deep and serious eyes, but it made him look handsome. His hair was longish and a pretty light brown with blonde highlights. The second boy was a little taller. He had black hair that reflected the sun. He spiked his hair up and the length was shorter. But both boys had crystal blue eyes. I finished and stuffed the extra papers in the chemistry book and shoved it in the boy named Collin’s hands.
“Hey wait!” he hollered after me.
I ignored them as they watched me pick up the rest of my things. I was close to the office now and just made it in when the bell rang. I couldn’t stand the annoying sounds of laughter; it was painful to my ears. I kept my distance, far away from them. These people had no cares in their lives.
