Chapter 1: The beginning
Ally Turner sat on the rocky shore of Lilywood bay. The waves crashing against the rocks and splashing her feet with cool salt water. Her slightly tanned skin sparkled with water droplets. Her short brown hair flowing out behind her because of the wind. With a sigh Ally carefully got up and climbed back up to the path. Her brown eyes shining in the low lights of the sun. Her button up white long sleeved shirt rolled up her arms. She grabbed her phone out of her long black pants pockets. She had five missed calls from James Martin, her boyfriend. She rolled her eyes and walked back to her car.
Noah Samson sat outside Lilywood PIZZA life cafe. His dark brown hair styled to the left side of his face. His muscles showing through his grey sweatshirt. Bree Scott came over to his table and sat down opposite him. Her blonde hair tied up into a messy bun and her round golden glasses hanging on the end of her nose.
"When are the others coming?" Noah asked
"Ally is having some time to herself, Kat is out with her mum, Jeremy didn't answer his phone and Emma is probably causing trouble somewhere." Bree answered.
Noah swung back on his chair and put his feet up on the table.
"Noah, get your feet off of the table"
Bree said in a stern voice. Noah rolled his eyes and sat in his chair properly.
"You are not my mum Bree. My mum died when I was 5."
Noah said in a bored voice. Bree's face scrunched up into a scolded.
"Noah, I'm sorry about your mum. But you need to be responsible, you are 19 years old now. Not 10. You have to behave yourself." Bree lectured him as he lit a smoke. Bree stood up and grabbed his cigarette from his mouth and put it out. She smirked at him and sat back down. Noah got up and slammed his hands down on the table.
"That was my last one Bree!" Noah yelled. Bree held her ground.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that you stopped smoking Noah." She fired back.
Emma Turner run through the forest as fast as her legs would carry her. Her long black curly hair tangled with leaves and sticks and chocolate brown eyes shinning with excitement. Her pale skin cover in mud. Her freckled nose red from the cold, her red and black flannel shirt and black leggings toren. Emma came to a stop just behind the line of being seen by her older brother James, who was waiting for her. James looked nothing like her. With tan skin, blue eyes and blonde hair. Unlike Emma, he was responsible but mean when adults weren't around. He was 21 years old and is the favorite child. Only because Emma looks like her dad, who past awat when she was 10. Now she is 19 and ready to take on the world. With a sigh, Emma walked out from behind the trees and straight to James.
"There you ate Em, look at you, you're a mess."
James scolded her. Emma rolled her eyes and walked past him. James walked behind her towards the car. She got into the passenger seat as James got into the driver seat.
It was a quiet drive back home. James tried to call Ally again but with no luck.
"For God SAKE! Can you call your 'friend' Ally and tell her to answer my calls." James yelled as he slammed his hands on the steering wheel. Emma nodded her head quickly when James glared at her for not answering.
"Nora will be mad at you for ruining your new clothes." James told her when the parked outside their house.
"Don't call her Nora. It's disrespectful. We need to call her mum." Emma replied.
Jeremy Boxhill sat inside his house with his father, Sam Morales. Jeremy was almost an exact replica of his dad. The same golden eyes and the same chocolate brown skin. The same broaded shoulders and the same height. The only thing that Jeremy had from his mum was her personality. Kind, caring, sweet, loyal, understanding and compassion. Jeremy's dad was waiting for Jeremy's mum, Alex Boxhill, to get home from work. She worked at Lilywood hospital as a doctor. Jeremy got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. He walkes upstairs into his room and flopped down on his bed.
Katrina Bell sat inside SNS getting her nails done with her mother. Her long red hair was styled earlier that day. Her green eyes watching her phone screen as she scrolled through Instagram.
"Ahhh Kat, isn't this the life? Wait until your father gets home from his overseas business trip. We will got to the most expensive restaurant in Lilywood. Or maybe we will travel to some place NEW and go to their most expensive restaurant." Her mother, Sally Bell, told her.
"Oh yay, I want seafood. And dessert." Kat replied.
"HEY, NOT TO SHORT!" Kat yelled at the nail worker.
"Kat, after we finish this of course, Levi wanted to know if you wanted to go to the carnival tonight." Sally asked her.
Kat jumped up from her chair.
"Omg yesssss! I would love to, Levi has to pay for his stuff though." Kat added.
"Darling, careful of your nails dear." Sally said.
