Lahat ng Kabanata ng Are You Happy?: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I thought I was happy. I thought that my life couldn't get better. It was near perfect. Brie and May, my amazing (sometimes annoying) younger sister Ali and Kye. The boy that kept me going, the first face that I had seen when I first entered high school. The one who cared for me when I thought I was nothing.I realised how wrong I was when I met her.We'll go back to the last day of summer counting down to our last year at high school. We had driven Kye's car up the hill at the far end of our small town and I was sat next to him on the bonnet, my head resting on his shoulder. Beside us, Brie had opened the strawberries, and everyone was crowded around her. And by everyone, I meant Taylor, Kye's best friend and May. May and Brie had known each other years before I moved here at the start of high school (Freshman year). However, they had welcomed me into their little gr

 "So… did you move here this year?" I asked as we sat down in the studio."Yeah… my mum got remarried this summer and we moved here from Manhattan…" She replied, smiling slightly."What do you think? Must be really different…" I questioned as I positioned the guitar under my arm."It is… quieter and… calmer…" She seemed to linger on the words, intertwining her fingers in her lap. There was a moment of silence, the air filling with tension. I wanted to say something- comfort her. I just… couldn't. Although I had grown my confidence over these past few years, I was still quite a closed-off person. I normally kept to myself but something about the allure of this girl made me want to open up to her- to tell her all my secrets.

School had been hell that day. There was just so much going in my head and once I got home, I just seemed to collapse onto the bed. My heart had been racing, my brow sweaty and my head boiling with all these thoughts. I just wished I could find a way to just shut them all out. I turned my playlist on and turned the phone up to full volume, lying flat on my bed. I do this sometimes. When I get so caught up in life, I take a minute to just sit and calm myself. Just worry about nothing. However, this time it didn't work. I didn't understand why I was so upset. I just was. Every part of me felt broken and damaged yet, this past week, my life had been the best it ever had. So why was I feeling like this?

Once everyone had woken up on Sunday, we had picked up Ali and taken her bowling with us. After we had parted ways, most of us wanted to get a fairly early night because of school the next day.Kye was quite quiet the next morning. He had driven up to the house in his car, ready to pick me up, however, had not gotten out of the car as usual. Instead, he sat, parked up outside and sent me a text.

At the soft knock on the door, I heaved my weak limbs off my bed, my legs tingling as I placed them on the floor. I hadn't walked for at least a day and a half. As I walked, I started to get my pace back, the nerves in my brain once again strengthening their loose connections. The stairs creaked under my weight, the anticipation building with every step I took. Opening the door, I admired the face I'd longed to see for the past two days (Asleep or not). She was breathtaking. Her stunning auburn hair, curled loosely, hanging just above her shoulders and her forest green eyes mixed with a tinge of light blue, once again sent me to another realm. Then, I found my gaze lowering to her lips. I let every thought flood