Do you think two totally different people would fall in love? I mean it's happened before but they are just so different. A soc girl who is from the south side with mustangs, madras and a grease from the north side that steals, gets into real troubl...
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𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯
Time is such a weird thing. It's something the whole world depends on. It's how we all schedule things. It's how we go on with our day. Sometimes time goes by slow, but sometimes time goes by fast.
The sucky thing is that when you are having the best and happiest times of your life, time goes by so fast. When your sad or bored time goes by so slow.
The clock kept ticking, all I heard was the ticking. All the noises in the room when away and I heard the clock ticking. I hated that sound. It made my heart race and it made me feel anxious.
I closed my eyes and ran my hands through my hair. The thought of presenting in front of the whole class terrified me.
I hate public speaking. Doesn't everyone?
I remember once I had to make a presentation and I ran out of class. I went into the girls bathroom and locked myself in a stall feeling none stop tears just stream down my cheeks. Carter went into the bathroom and comforted me. My teacher gave me a C that day cause he felt pity.
My mind was like a treadmill it didn't stop. My hands started to sweat the more I thought about everyone staring at me.
"Ms. Johnson...Ms.Johnson" my teacher kept calling my name. I looked up from my desk and i already felt the panic just rise in me. Fuck.
"You got this baby" Carter whispered and gave me a thumbs up, I nervously just got up with the note cards In hand, walking towards the board.
"Hey Leah! Why don't you just run out save us the trouble" Bob laughed at me then the rest of the jocks started laughing. I looked at my teacher then at Carter.
"Breathe" Carter worded and i nodded. I took a deep breath and began presenting. I looked at my note cards, telling myself to just read it out loud. To just pretend I'm reading it to Carter and that's it, forget about everyone else.
I began speaking about the First World War. I mean that was what I was supposed to be talking about. I stuttered sometimes but I just read the note cards and looked up at Carter as I did.
Once I ended it off everyone stayed quiet. Carter started clapping then everyone else did. I quickly walked to my desk and took a deep breath.
"You did great Leah" Carter softly and winked at me. I felt my heart beat out of my chest, I swear if my teacher doesn't give me a good grade on this I think I will go nuts.
"That was terrifying" I muttered trying to calm down, my mind was going all over the place. What if I did horribly? What if I don't get the grade? What if I sounded weird? All these what if questions just kept appearing in my mind.
