Chapter 8. "Why can't I stay happy?"

26 1 0
                                    

"Alex I've always wanted to talk to you, but I was too shy." she said shyly while biting her lip.
"I was too. But now, knowing you feel the same. Makes me feel more relieved." I said as she started to lean in for a kiss.
"Alex you know I love yo-" the lucid dream drifted away as I sat up on my messy bed. "Ugh another sad ,but amazing dream of Denise" I thought to myself. I quickly brushed my teeth and put on the ridiculous school uniform. It's sucks how we only get a day of wearing regular clothes at school. Like every morning I globed on makeup to cover my sleepiness.
*************
It was finally last period and Gregory and Denise weren't at school. Me and Emma decided to actually try in gym. I was bending over grabbing my knees panting. Emma got tired and hid under the bleachers. I straighten my hamstrings and shoulder blades. I caught a glimpse of Autumn Semin. She's hated me and I have no clue why. But she always watches me get dress. It also might because her last name sounds like semen and me and Emma made were laughing about it. "She's some ugly white trailer trash who can't even use a calculator." I remembered Emma's brief description. Emma hates her. She thinks autumns some delusional loser who has to find someone to pick on to feel better. Autumn was was speeding towards me. A evil grin slapped her face as her arm whacked me straight in the forehead. My legs lost their balance and I can feel gravity snatching me down to the hard rubber flooring. It was all a flash and then I felt big arms catch my flimsy body. I felt my spine turn into mush and my head started throbbing.
"Woah!! Are you okay?" A strange boy with light brown curly hair holding me bridal style now asked.
"Coach!" He shouted making the pain worst.
I winced, groaning a bit.
"God sorry." he whispered.
"Jesus Christ! What happened to her?"
"Some girl in pink shorts."
"Maybe she tripped on her big feet." autumn said from a distance.
"Alex who did it?" The coach shouted with his strong American accent.
"Aut.... autum..." I managed to force out. And everything started to fade.

The lustWhere stories live. Discover now