Third Person POVNo one was prepared for the events approaching. From the separation of Mr. & Mrs. Spencer, the bad news of Hailey's health, T's parents had suddenly come home unexpectedly, Lexie's dad was given the news he may lose his farm, and there were many more obstacles that the kids from Lakeview high would have to suddenly face.One thing was for sure, Hailey was determined to make this a great Thanksgiving dinner. She has less than a day before Thanksgiving to male preparations. It has to be memorable.She had managed to come home safely without having to stop because of nausea she has been experiencing from the new medication. The radiation had left her sore from head to toe and in so much pain. She quickly got a hold of Troy's grandma and asked her for help. But, she found Troy's parents had gotten home last night as well. Poor Troy, she knew the situation was no less of misfortune as well. He was such a great kid, so smart and capable,

Amber's POV"AMBER! where the hell is this girl? It's late." I could hear dad's voice yelling and complaining from downstairs. I can't stand being in this hell-hole. I knew he was getting hungry and impatient. It was late after all, and he'd soon have to leave for work. I never asked him for a ride to my new job, yet he always gets preoccupied with me.Mom probably drank too much again and is knocked out cold in her room. It's our never-ending cycle in this stupid house. Dad has to be mom and dad to me because mon is always complaining about her poor pathetic excuse of a life.Dad and I try doing our best to keep this house going, but with a mother like mine that keeps on wasting our damn income on her fucking drinking and smoking habit helps nothing at all. She loves to tell us how the house is always messy and untidy. Our house is in bad need of a fresh coat of paint as well. But van you blame us? Dad and I are always out of the house working and in s

LoganWe were due for the school field trip today. Thanks to mom and Mrs. P, Sophie and I were headed early this morning to the school to volunteer for the annual hiking trip on the old trail up the mountains. We hadn't slept so much last night, which means Sophie was still fast asleep in the car. The weather was getting pretty chilly since its the beginning of winter after all. Luckily, it was not snowing yet. The reason why they hold the trail during the time is that most years and big animals are hibernating. There are fewer probabilities of any student being attacked by an animal if they strive away from us. Plus the fact there are still a few does out there we can still see. We were headed a little early since we were supposed to be there before the other students got there, so I stopped and got her a muffin and coffee and parked the car next to the school bus.I woke her up and handed her her coffee

DylanI had the best night of my life with Troy. He was the best thing that's happened to me since I came to this town. I haven't had it easy at the base. Dad's team knows I'm gay, and they give me a hard time for it behind dad's back. I've learned to tough it out. It's nothing new to me. Not everyone will accept who I am, and it doesn't bother me. As long as dad and T accept me, and the people I care about, that's all that matters.I was on my way to see him after a talk to him a few minutes ago. He had left my house this morning in such a good mood, but he sounded a little down. I wasn't sure what this was about. Maybe his parents are home again and he finally told them about me. I know he may feel upset, but I really do hope he finally told them about me. I can not wait to be able and hold him in public. To be able to let the world know he's mine. To finally tell all those girls that are always drooling over him to back off.

One Week After the BreakupSophieI've been laying in bed for I don't know how long. Could be days, or maybe just hours. My head keeps hurting every time I move, and my whole body gives out when I try to stand.I don't have the stomach to eat a bite, regardless of how much my mom begs me to. She came home yesterday and has been on edge because of what happened between Logan and me. Mrs. Michaelson had called the school and lied on my behalf, telling them I was ill. No one seemed to question her ever, so they simply let it be. Perks of being a well-respected member of this town.Lexie has been coming daily to bring my work from school for me to do. It's still sitting on my desk, untouched, and unbothered. Logan has sent me a few texts, but I can't bear to see them. I'm sure they are full of hateful words and menacing thoughts. My heart is too overwhelmed with everything. A part of me wishes it was just a bad dream. I keep hoping t