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What The Past Reveals
Prologue
Shawnee is just a regular girl who lives in North Carolina. Her hair doesn’t always look perfect, she doesn’t wear designer clothes, and she doesn’t stand out in a crowd. She might not be popular in the school, and she might not have many friends, but that doesn’t stop her from having a secret history that her new school is not aware of. However, what will happen when her past comes to haunt her?
Chapter 1
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The alarm rang loudly on my bedside table. I quickly turned it off and pulled myself out of bed. I looked over at my clock; it was 7 am, just the beginning of another school day. I sighed as I slowly grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of jeans from my closet, wishing that I could just bury myself in my covers again.
As I was brushing my hair in front of the mirror hanging over my dresser, I looked down at all the pictures of my friends. Many of them were of old friends, since I had moved around a lot during my life. Like always, there was one picture that drew my attention more then any others. I stared at it absent-mindedly for a while, many memories flooding through my mind.
“Shawnee, hurry up or you’re going to be late for school!” I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my mom’s voice. I tore my eyes away from the picture of the young boy and girl, and grabbed my bag as I ran down the stairs. When I passed through the kitchen I grabbed a muffin and I ran out the door, not even saying a word to my parents who were sitting there quietly.
When I turned the corner, I slowed down my pace as I saw my best friend, Julia, standing a few feet away. We lived in the same neighborhood, and we always walked to the bus stop together.
“Hey Julia,” I said cheerfully.
“Hey Shawnee,” Julia said, a huge smile on her face. It was very rare that you saw her without a smile.
The whole rest of the way to school we just kept talking and laughing loudly. Many people turned to look at us when we laughed loudly, but we didn’t notice.
Suddenly, as I looked out the bus window, I noticed a familiar bushy haired head in the middle of a crowd, and my heart dropped. The smile disappeared from my face, and I started to feel dizzy.
“Shawnee, are you ok?” Julia asked, a worried look in her eyes.
Chapter 2
“Um… yeah… yeah, I’m fine,” I said, turning my head to look at Julia, forcing a smile on my face.
Julia didn’t seem to believe me at first, but she just shrugged it off. I quietly thanked her for not butting in. I looked back out the window, but the bushy haired boy had disappeared. Sighing, I leaned back against the hard bus seat and closed my eyes.
As hard as I tried to concentrate in class that day, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My thoughts were filled with old memories of laughter and joy, but also with tears. His face was stuck in my mind, and I kept thinking of the head I had seen in the crowd. Had it really been him?
The entire day I was extremely quiet, and when Julia spoke to me, I barely heard her. Obviously, she noticed that something was wrong, and she tried to figure out what was bothering me, but I wouldn’t tell her. Nobody knew why, other then my big sister, Aine.
That afternoon, when I arrived back home, I immediately ran in my room. I grabbed the picture of him and me in the park from my dresser and fell down on my bed. Then, I grabbed my Ipod from my bedside table and stuffed the headphones in my ears, playing one of my favorite songs.
She was all I ever wanted
She was all I ever needed and more
She walked out my door
Then she went away
Left my heart in two
Left me standing here
Singing all these blues
…………
As I listened to his voice and looked at his picture, my heart melted like it always did. Yes, I knew Nick Jonas. Or, at least, I used to know him. But, that was before I moved away from New Jersey to North Carolina. I still remember when we had met, as if it had been just yesterday.
We had met when I was 10 years old. I had just moved to New Jersey from California, and I was quite shy. Right after lunch, when we had been outside for recess, I was sitting alone underneath a tree reading a book. Nick had seen me sitting there alone, and walked over to see what I was doing.
“What are you doing sitting here alone?” He asked.
“Um… just reading,” I replied shyly, looking up at him nervously.
“I’ve never seen you around here before, are you new?” He asked curiously.
“Um… yeah. I just moved here from California. My name’s Shawnee.” I looked down at the ground and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.
“I’m Nick. You wanna play some soccer with us?” He asked, pointing over to a small group of guys who were kicking around a soccer ball.
I hesitated at first, still a little nervous around this new boy. But, it would be a good way to get to know some people, since I didn’t know a single person at this new school.
“Um… sure,” I replied, closing my book and standing up.
Since that day we had become the best of friends. We were always hanging out, laughing. I just felt so relaxed around him, like I could tell him anything. I trusted him more then anybody else. But then, I started having more feelings for him. At first, I tried to ignore them, but it got harder as the time went on. Unfortunately, before I got to tell him about my feelings, we were forced to move to North Carolina. That was the hardest day of my life.
Not too long after I moved, he got discovered with his brothers and they made a CD, started touring, etc… I tried to stay in contact with him, but we just split apart. I still loved his music, and I listened to it all the time. However, other then that, I never saw him again. Until today…
It might seem crazy, but I still had feelings for him. Even though it had been over a year since I had seen him, I couldn’t forget about him. My sister had tried to help me forget about him, telling me that I should just move on. But, I couldn’t… it’s hard to explain. I just couldn’t forget about the way I felt about him.
Oh well… there was nothing I could do. I wasn’t going to see him again, or so I thought.
Chapter 3
I listened to my Ipod for many hours, wondering if I had actually seen him earlier that day in the crowd. Maybe I had just imagined it, or I had seen someone who looked like him. No, I knew who I had seen. Deep down, I knew that it had been him.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
I heard someone knocking on my door. I took the headphones out of my ears and sat up on my bed, leaning against the backboard. “Come in,”
Aine walked into my room, a large smile on her face. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt since she had just come back from a track practice. In her hand, she was holding a water bottle. She fell down on my bed with a thud. “So, what you doing in here all alone?” She drank a bit of water while waiting for my response.
“Um…just thinking,” I said, pulling my legs up to my chest and hugging them.
Aine sighed, “What’s wrong?” I opened my mouth to speak but she continued before I had the time to make a sound. “And don’t tell me nothing. I think I know you well enough to know when something is bothering you.”
I closed my mouth and looked down at my feet, not knowing what to say. Aine almost always knew when I was lying, so it was no use trying to make up a story.
“I… I think I saw Nick today,” I replied in a low voice.
Aine sighed. “Did you actually talk to him?” I just shook my head. “Well then, don’t worry. Shawnee, he was your best friend. Why are you so afraid of him all of a sudden?”
I didn’t answer her. I didn’t know what to say in response to that. Me, afraid of Nick? I wasn’t afraid of him. I was just… well; I didn’t know exactly how I felt anymore.
“I’m going to go for a walk,” I said as I got up from my bed and picked up my Ipod, heading towards the door. All I heard was my sister saying my name before I closed the door behind me.
As I walked through the park, I kept on thinking about what my sister had said. Was I really afraid of Nick? No, I couldn’t be. He had been my best friend, how could I be afraid of him? Maybe I was just afraid of getting hurt again. He would never know how hurt I was when he would never reply to my text messages or e-mails, or when he wouldn’t answer his phone when I called. I tried to be patient and understanding, but it was hard to always be ignored.
My thoughts were cut short when I heard someone screaming, “Watch out!” Before I could do anything, a soccer ball hit me on the head and I fell down on the hard cement pathway. I rubbed the top of my head as I heard footsteps coming my way. I didn’t bother looking up at the person who had hit me.
“Are you all right?” I heard someone ask me. As soon as I heard that voice, I looked up to see a familiar face looking down at me.
“Shawnee?”
Chapter 4
I couldn’t believe my eyes. For a second, I thought I was dreaming. As I stared at the familiar face, my heart skipped a beat. Was he really there, or was this just some figment of my imagination? All I could do was nod when I heard my name, just staring at him in shock. I suddenly realized that my mouth at been hanging open. I quickly closed it and tried to regain composure.
“N-Nick?” I was able to say, once I had found my voice. “Wha… what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to stop my voice from shaking.
“I’m here for a show,” he replied, as I suddenly remembered that he was stopping there because of the tour with Miley Cyrus. Girls at my school had been talking about it for months, but of course I didn’t have tickets myself. It was quite surprising that I had forgotten about it, but I guess the nerves and shock had pushed that thought out of my mind.
“Are you ok?” He asked again, holding out his hand to help me up. “That soccer ball hit you pretty hard.”
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s not the first time I get hit in the head with a ball,” I replied, standing back up on my own, just ignoring his outstretched hand. Nick just shrugged and put his hand back down.
“Sorry about hitting you. Joe needs to practice his shooting,” he said, pointing behind him. I laughed a little, looking behind Nick where I saw Joe and Kevin talking by the playground.
“It’s ok,” I replied, stuffing my Ipod into my pocket. There was a long awkward silence between us. The whole time I just stared at my shoes as if I was examining something on them, but really, I just didn’t want to look at him. It still hurt so much, even though so much time had past since we had last seen each other.
“Um… you want to play soccer with us? I could use a team-mate,” Nick asked, breaking the silence.
“Um… no thanks. I… um… I… have to finish some… um… homework. So, bye,” I replied, quickly turning around and walking away. It took all my strength not to run away as fast as I could from the park.
Once I arrived home, I quickly ran into my bedroom and collapsed on my bed, staring at the ceiling. No, I didn’t really have any homework to do. I just couldn’t take another minute with Nick. It was like horrible torture. I know it was bad to lie, but if I had agreed to play soccer with them, it would have been extremely awkward for me.
I didn’t know what to do anymore. My heart kept telling me two things at once, and I just couldn’t make up my mind. Half of me wished I could have just stayed there and played soccer with them, hoping that a miracle may have happened, but the other half just wanted to barricade myself in my room so that I could never get hurt again.
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