October 12,20XX

Names Hannah, So i'm not too sure what to put honestly. What do u put in a diary?

Alright well I guess the basics...My full name is Hannah Grace Quinsin, i'm around 17, My real parents don't give a damn about me the only person that did is long gone. The last thing she left was a silver flute I had only lived with her for a few years after she found me abandoned in my parents apartment after they left 2 weeks ago i was only 4. Heh..I was only a mistake in their eyes,my parents were only supposed to be a fling..well you can see where that got them. Well after her death I was sent to foster care so yeah currently i have been moved 12 times. My current foster home..well I have no words there are too sisters both older than me and their mother. That all very simple at least to an outsider,anyways I will get into them later.The Only things I care about are my grandmother’s flute and my academics. Yeah that sums it up I don't give a damn about anything else. Well I guess I will write more on this later. How do I even close out a diary entry..why did my therapist suggest this.

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The bleak sun rose over the town its weak rays barely able to reach Hannah’s window but just enough to wake her up. She yawned and got out of bed, pulling the blanket up again and making her bed. She walked over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I'm so not a morning person she thought as she brushed out her long dark hazel hair.Tying it up in a quick ponytail and leaving the bathroom she gave a last fleeting glance at the mirror not really recognizing the girl she saw she had these faded green eyes and a subdued expression like she had been through enough and no longer felt the need for emotion to betray itself.

Hannah continued her early morning routine, she walked out the wooden glass framed door with her backpack slung around her shoulder. She put in the white ear pieces and began to tap through her music collection.

She yawned feeling like she was dragging herself to school more than usual. Nope not a morning person..why can't school begin later ...would it be all that tricky to change the arrival time of students to 10am?.She indulged herself in this hopeful thought as she walked the sidewalk to school she slid her phone into her back pocket as she walked she looked up to the trees she passed. Autumn sure is beautiful at first.. she commented to herself.

Hannah got to school 30 minutes later she heard her footsteps as she walked across the tile floor she looked at the barren walls. “How boring can they be”. She stopped by her small blue locker. Hannah threw her bag into the locker relieved to not have to lug it around anymore. She unzipped it her eyes caught on a lavender colored paper folder. Disgust seem to cloud her vision for a mere second then defog.

“Another one of these unwanted ‘partner projects’. Hannah absolutely despises partner projects most the time she stuck doing all of it.

Hannah is the one to beat in sports and academics it is only her first year but she already has her name known pretty well for only starting a few months ago, unlike the rest.

Hannah sat at her desk in the front and looked at the board then she sent an icy glare to a dark haired guy in the back. Hannah pulled out the project her blood boiled. Mrs. Webber walked into the room coming to the board. Hannah shot her daggers, her thoughts muddling out the teachers voice drowning it over after a while. “Hannah please come to the front after class”.

Hannah usually left class after slamming the previous partner project on previous students desk and cursing them all the way out the door.  This time she stayed for the whole class she had a thorn of curiosity that would not work itself out. Many surprised expressions appeared on other students faces as time ticked by. Hannah was famous for being a straight A student but skipping almost all her classes and walking out the door first class period and disappearing till the end of the day.

Hannah personally would have preferred to do this but she could not skip her curiosity by.

The class finally ended she got up and walked towards the front of the class other students watched her she sent them all an equal cutting glance some looked down others hurried there walking to a jog.

Mrs. Webber Cleared her throat to grab Hannah attention. “I'm glad you could join us for class today miss Quinsin, Furthermore we would appreciate if you attend all of your classes in the future”. Hannah solemnly glanced at her a hint of distaste pooling in her green eyes. She responded to her tongue as sharp as ever. “Mrs. Webber did you seriously call me in the beginning of class to lecture me..ugh you know I have heard these useless words before..sorry miss but your lecture falls on deaf ears,May I leave now.”  She grabbed Hannah’s arm and glared at her in complete frustration then let go of her arm.

“Miss Quintsin the principal has requested for you to show a new student around you will be there buddy for a few days,I hope you have no plans miss Quinsin”. She talked like she was refraining herself from losing her temper. Hannah's head snapped back around she was now paying attention. Hannah simply glared at her and walked off her thoughts kept whirling back to the thought of her name and the annoying word buddy. She looked around her to make sure the universe was still intact. Buddy huh for the newbie, ugh I didn't even get my coffee yet..this is so not my morning.