a true family

                                                                               chapter one

I stared at my crush from a distance in math class wide eyed, his perfect pale skin and forest green eyes made drool roll down my chin. His eyes sparkled like stars, and his dark brown hair looked like superman's. I day dreamed maybe just maybe someday he could be my hero and save me as we fly into a pink and orange sunset, and keep me away from the bad guys.

Then I snapped quickly back into as Mrs.Withersnap my cruel math teacher snapped, "Ms.Jhonson or should say Ms.stares a lot, you can drool over Chris some other time but were in math, and I don't see why you're not taking your learning advantage to full extent."

At first I was embarrassed, my face turned pink, and sweat creeped down my neck, and I started to shake vigoursly. All of a sudden I felt my heart being shredded to pieces and being devoured by sorrow. My eyes started to fill with tears begging to be released, yet were able to be controlled. Then I lost it a meltdown was about to break through, I ran out of the room my hands covering my face.

I ran the faster than I ever had in my life, till I had finally reached the bathroom. I pulled my glasses from my face sobbed into my hands, making them wet with salty tears. My wavy long hair never stayed put, my brown eyes were so dull, my freckle dotted face was horrible, my clothes were out dated, and the only thing that shined brighter than the stars on my face was the braces that were lined across my teeth. What was I thinking how could a guy like Chris even consider me, I was not worth much more than dirt I was a complete nerd. Had I been stupid were my straight A's lies all this time. Then I saw the bathroom door swing open, I quickly ran to a stall.

Mrs.Withersnap's high heels clicked against the tile floor, "mya," she called "I hope you're aware I know you're in here."

"I know," I replied "well out you come." I slowly walked out of the stall and put my glasses back on my face. Mrs.Whithersnap's pruned face showed some emotion for the first time, I could tell that she actually had felt bad for me.

"I would tell you to get back to class, but I can't let you in this condition. I feel it's in both of our best interest that you return home and enjoy the rest of the day," She paused, "Can your father pick you up?"

"No he's at work," I lied "I'll just walk I don't live to far" I lied again.

"Well gather your stuff I'll let the office no you're leaving". I nodded, I walked down as I passed by the classroom, where my horror began I tried my best to pretend I didn't notice the whole class pointing and laughing at me, a Chris giving me a degusted look. My heart had actually sank though I was completely aware of the torture.