the missing pieces

first day of high school

waking up in the morning was hell

i nearly missed my alarm which sucked

i fucked up my makeup

my perfectly straightened hair is already frizzy

and my clothes suddenly don't fit properly

i guess you could say i was a major pessimist whenever it was time for the sun to rise

as my mom chirped happy words in my ear they sounded like my obituary

at the bus stop i was reacquainted with an old friend 
three others joined us

a relatable conversation about how lost we all were put an ease to my worried stomach

at we boarded the bus i couldn't help but think that i may actually have a group of friends

i would belong

little that I know that one from our group would joint the football team never to be seen around us again

another would find her way to the girls with a flawless demeanor

the last would venture towards the baseball team
and my old friend and i would be left to find our way

it sucks that she would end up leaving me too