Chapter 1: Normal?
Life never goes the way we plan.
I always thought I would have a normal life. Go to school, get good grades, make friends, date, go to college, graduate, get married, and have three adorable little children with a normal husband and a house with a white picket fence. Typical right? Average?
I’ve lived the first 16 years of my life as a normal girl. My friends are normal, my parents are normal, the town I live in is normal. I am normal.
So how did I end up laying here under the starry night sky with my not so normal boyfriend? Gazing up at the moon, basking in its glowing light and receiving its energy.
What makes him not so normal, you ask?
That’s a loaded question with a long story behind it. A story filled with laughter, happy times, naive teenagers, dark secrets, death, and sadness.
I have a question for you. A question I wished someone asked me before everything changed. Who are you?
I once was a normal girl, living a normal life with my parents in an average town. My friends were normal and I had my whole future planned out. Down to the littlest detail.
And now? You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, I wouldn’t believe me. It’s not normal. My life is no longer “normal.” The furthest thing from normal.
I am Amaryllis Sage Feray-Hunter. This is my not so normal story.
Heading for school was just like any other day. I woke up at an unGodly, did my daily routine, and then waited for the bus like every other day.
Usually, my mornings consisted of me attempting to tune out all of the noise of the people around me and drift off into la-la land for the duration of the ride to school. On a rare occasion, someone is ballsy enough to try to talk to me, a big mistake, because generally results in me snapping and taking out my frustrations on that poor individual. Can you tell I’m not a morning person?
Today, however, seems to be a good day, there isn’t anyone around. Allowing me to turn my music up to full blast and enjoy my morning ride to school, ‘today is going to be a good day.’ I think to myself.
‘Fuck today!’ I think angrily as I slam my locker shut. “UGH…” I bang my head against the locker.
“Sage, sweetheart, love muffin, hunnypie, babycakes, love of my life... You can’t afford any more brain damage.” My best friend, Ivy said to me in a playful tone.
I turned my head to glare at her, “shut up Vee..” Sighing, I slid down the lockers and sat on the floor.
“What’s wrong, sweetface?” She looks down at me on the floor.
“Firstly, you have got to stop with these nicknames. Secondly, I had Mr. Fortune (For-Tune) for American Lit today.” I groaned out.
“Ew...that is harsh, girl.” Ivy sat down next to me and patted my leg sympathetically.
“Who you telling… it’s only 3rd period and I have a killer headache.”
“Want some drugs?”
I snickered at Ivy’s question. “Jeez, make it sound any worse why don’t you?”
“Oh hush and take the Advil Sage,” Ivy pulled out her small bottle of Advil and handed it to me.
“Thanks, your the best.” I took a couple of pills and handed her back the bottle, “let’s get going. We have math next,”
It was Ivy’s turn to bang her head against the lockers. “...Kill us now.”
I rolled my eyes, “it won’t be that bad..”
“Bullshit and you know it.” We both got up from the floor and dusted off our clothes.
“Shh let’s go!” I grabbed Ivy’s hand and dragged her off to class.
Math was just like always, loud. Everyone has finally woken up for the day and are now talking loudly amongst themselves. Great. I sigh, laying my head on my desk. Today has been the same as always, boring and tiring. The normal. Grabbing my phone out my pocket I send a quick text to Ivy.
Me: SAVE ME :(
The Gray to my Natsu: How?? We’re in the same class slowness
The Gray to my Natsu: Exactly
Me: Ugh...where’s Mr. B? It’s been like 10 mins since the bell
The Gray to my Natsu: Why would I know?? Do I look like his personal assistant?
Me: You’re an ass
The Gray to my Natsu: Only for you baby ;)
Me: Oh god lol stop
The Gray to my Natsu: Lol ok ok but seriously, you’re right where is this man?
Me: I wish I knew ugh ..I’m taking a nap
The Gray to my Natsu: In the middle of class lol at 10 a.m.?
The Gray to my Natsu: Sweet dreams baby lol
I laughed silently at Ivy’s last message, she’s so foolish sometimes, but you have to love her. She is always, unapologetically herself.
Genevive Iris Grey. Ivy or Vee for short was one of a kind and single-handedly the most important person in my life. Besides my parents of course. But Vee was like my other half. She understood me like no one else. She is the sister I don’t have and I love her to pieces.
Looking over to where Ivy was sitting I saw her chatting with the girls around her table. I chuckled, we’re so different, and yet we’re so similar. If I were anyone else I wouldn’t be able to explain to you how we’ve stayed friends all these years. Ivy, is the socialite out of the two of us, well… that’s a bit of a stretch but she can talk more freely to other people than I can. I’m not necessarily anti-social or introverted, but I don’t like being around people for prolonged periods of time. I enjoy spending time and hanging out with my friends of course, but I also need my me-time. Just some time for me to read and think to myself.
Even in the looks department Ivy and I, are polar opposites. At least as of now, we are. We both used to be typically normal-looking girls before the start of the school year. However, mid-summer break Ivy had, her words not mine, a “mid-teen crisis.” She didn’t want to be a Plain Jane anymore so she made the drastic decision of cutting her waist-length honey blonde hair into a short bob that comes right to above her chin.
And to make her change even more prominent to the world, she dyed her blonde hair a bright, fiery red. Now my best friend was a cute, short red-headed ball of crazy.
Honestly, it matched her personality completely. She even topped off her look with a pair of pretty smokey grey contacts. This girl looked every bit of intimidating and yet she was one of the friendliest, sweetest girls you could ever know.
I, on the other hand, am quite the Plain Jane and damned proud of it. It’s who I am and I embrace it wholeheartedly. I’m not now, nor will I ever be in the near future, bold enough like Ivy to chop off my hair or even attempt to dye it. But secretly I’ve always wanted to have purple highlights. I’m never going to have them but hey, a girl can dream can’t she?
Laughing to myself, I shake my head and turn away my best friend. Now staring out the window I watched the clouds while waiting for our teacher to walk in. ‘Such a beautiful day.’ I began spacing out letting my mind wander and the voices of my classmates growing quieter and quieter with each passing second. It felt like hours had gone by, my mind had wandered everywhere and nowhere all at the same time.
Only when my teacher dropped his textbooks on his desk had I realized his presence, not only me but everyone in the class had now stopped their idle chit-chat to now stare in front at our teacher.
“Thank you. Now that I have your attention, I would like to introduce your new classmates for the semester. Please, come in.” He gestured for whoever was outside of the classroom to walk in.