Hmmmm well todays valentines day, just a normal day for me. Though I wouldn't mind receiving chocolates and feeling a bit special on such a lovely day. When I mean by lovely, I see the trees swaying by the gentle chilly breeze, but bam the sun rays shines through the green leaves , giving you this warmth forming goose bumps on my skin.
What does valentines mean, its a person you love or is attracted too. Gross all this lovey dovey talk is making me sick. I think back to my childhood crush, his name was Jake. I was a shy girl, he made me laugh and feel good about myself. His brilliant hazel eyes just makes me warm and gooey in the inside, sounds too cheesy but true. But life moves on, as he started to like other girls. I felt kinda sad but I laugh it off. Ahahaha boys these days....
The school bell rings, I feel someone nudging my arm, I turn to look at who it was. Oh right kyle my best guy friend, once again he catches me daydreaming.
Kyle is a gaint volleyball player, he's like a brother to me. His eyes are deep hypnotizing blue, never engage eye contact, he has a way of reading peoples expressions, which is creepy but a gift. Medium cut hair brown which was always messy. He's popular and has all the girls chasing after him....... Cough cough
His mother and mine are best friends before we were both born, so that explains the closeness, its funny cos I'm older than him by 10 minutes and yes we were born on the same day. So yes we do have our birthdays together which I don't mind.
Savannah!!! Hurry up we are going to be late for Maths! Kyle shouts and waves in my face to get my full attention. Once again I zoned out, we both hurry to class just made it before the bell rang to start a another period.
We sit right at the back of class, Mrs Campbell gives us do now problems to solve before we get right into it.
Beside me Kyle whispers, what is up with you today? Are you like love strucked? I punch him on the shoulder, just to get him doubling over in fits of laughter. Ugh kyle. Shut up Kyle!
Mrs Campbell gives us both a glare, indicating she wants us to both shut up. Everyone hates Mrs Campbell , she is a strict, bitchy teacher you could ever have..... So bossy, I wonder how she ended up getting a hunsband , lol.
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Finally school has ended, I say my goodbyes to my friends and quickly run to the bus stop in time for me to hop on. My mothers texts me " hurry home, your father and I need to talk to you".
I thought to myself I wonder what as happened.... I was curious.
I quickly rush off the bus, and thanked the bus driver. As I walk up the drive way, I see my dad carry boxes full of his stuff to his car. My eyes wonder to the front door, my heart is hammering hard, starting to speed up. Her eyes are blood shot red from crying a lot, I swiftly walk up to her and warp her in my arms and said everything is going to work out. Although I still wasn't sure what was going on.
Father finally finished, him and my mother ushered me into the house. I take a seat on the living room couch. I unconsciously Start to fiddle with the end of my hoodie, I couldn't take any more of this and curiouty took the best of me. "What is going on!" I slightly shout without intending too. Both my parents look at each other, my mum started to speak but my father interrupted and says, your mother and I have decided to take a break in our marriage. He stood up and left without any other thing to say and left!!
And that was it, that is what I got! I was so confused and upset. Slowly I absored the new information I have claimed and thought that was bloodily pathetic! My mother looks at me with sad eyes. I knew what it meant, they are going to get a devorce but I still didn't get the blood and guts of the full story.
I run to my room and forcefully shut my door and fling myself onto my bed.
I keep thinking I thought love is suppose to last forever! But no! Love is pain. I felt so hurt and betrayed! To this day on, I solemnly vowed to myself that I'm never going to fall in love. That shit hurts...
Tears stream down myself and I slowly drift into a world of the lost ones. Dreams, dreams can be deceiving stories, that has been and end.
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