The Sassmasters

The New Girl

Zoelle's POV

I watch the men take the rest of our belongings off the truck and drive away, leaving me and my family alone.

The house before me was grand. It was way more expensive than our previous, and looked pretty cool from the outside. Everything was newly furnished, and the plant life kept in order. This didn't stop me from missing my old life.

At my old school, I was the "class clown", as you might call it. My sense of humor was so strong I could make anybody laugh if I wanted to. Sarcasm was my main talent. Being the social one I was, the whole school knew who I was. Most adored me and loved me for who I was, but a special few hated me for my popularity and lack of seriousness. The truth is though, their point has value. No one has yet to see my serious side.

I have no close friends. Just a group of people that are just "friends" and nothing else. Only my parents have seen that side of me, and that's enough for me. I never considered the need to bring it out at boring boring school. Seriously? School sucks so much it doesn't deserve to see it. I kept up my profile as the girl that always smiles. But inside, I know that's not true.

This new place could be my new start. Let me strip any old memories and change into a new person, except that I'm scared of what I would become. I know I'm not ready. So what should I do? I have no idea.

"NICE PAJAMAS BRITT!" A voice rings into the air. My head jolts toward the sound, and spots a girl about the same age as me (Sixteen) marching around the sidewalk in only her pajamas. I see her slap the boy, who runs off, and walks towards my direction. I see midnight black hair with dyed ends and a face I knew I always wear.

She disappears into the house next to me. Oh boy, this girl's my neighbor... When I realize this, my heart literally stops. I don't know if I want to live next to crazy girl that runs outside in her pajamas. I didn't take my streak that far. This girl must be even crazier than me.

For some reason, the thought then comforts me. At least someone else is what I am. I'm not alone.

I take a deep breath, and look at my new surroundings. My new life starts...

Now.