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my life? it's really not perfect, not even close to being perfect. see i have a chaotic family I don't even have friends, i mean i do but they're not real and I can't even call them true friends. today's gonna be first day of school! god why does it have to start today, i look so ugly and i have pimples on my face and it's disgusting. i looked myself in the mirror and I don't really like what i look like, i suddenly felt the urge of asking myself " why do i look like this? " and then i came to asking myself " who i am? ". to be honest I'm not scared of anything anymore, there's a lot of things that happened to me already, there's nothing to be scared of anymore. but i just wanna know who i am and what i want , you know it's like there's always something missing inside of me. I'm a dumb simple girl I'm always confused about myself and everyone.
" bonnie!!! you're gonna be late for school go down, now! " mom shouted.
" aight! give me a minute I'll be there, mom. " yeah, my mom, that's her. she loves yelling at me for small things but fuck I don't have time for this, I'm gonna be late for school.
when i got downstairs my mom saw me and gave me a judgy stare, it was because of what I'm wearing? something wrong with my face? and yes, it's something about i wear.
" bonnie what in the hell are you wearing? you're going to school wearing that? " mom said.
" mom?? I'm literally wearing pants, long sleeve polo and brown knitted vest isn't that cute?! " i answered.
" bonnie that's an oa outfit you look like you're a teacher or something you're just going to school, you're not attending a meeting or a party. "
" oh come on mom! I don't really have time to change besides it's a cute outfit and i have to go now, just yell at my brothers or something not today mom, i have to go. I'll see u later. "
" you're so hardheaded!!! "
i went to the bus stop and waited for my bus. when i got inside the bus i sat at the back and there's an empty seat beside me. and to the next stop there was this girl who went inside the bus and there's no epmty seats anymore, just the one beside me. so i told her to just take the seat next to me. she sat there and whispered, " thank you." she looks cool she has a pretty purple hair and round earings, it's pretty. she just listened to music until we got there at the school. when she was standing up from her seat the bus suddenly stopped and she's gonna fall, as a nice and cool person i held her arm to stop her from falling. eventually i felt butterflies when i held her arm and she looked at me with those pretty eyes. I don't even know why I'm saying this I don't even know her. again she went closely to me and whispered " thank you. " and she smiled at me while she was walking away. i gotta stop thinking about her, now i have to find friends so i could survive this school year.
i bumped into this one girl named betty, she's really nice, she gave me a nice smile and ask me if we can go to the class together since we're classmates. I said yes because she looks nice it's not like she's gonna kill me, or is she? just kidding, this is how i cope. and when we got into the classroom i made new friends, like max he's gay and he's really funny and nice! and then there's this one girl who named michelle. we decided the the four of us will be friends until we finish highschool. At English class, Mr. Richardson went to our class and asked something about the lesson.
" Ms. Parkson! Can u answer this question?
" of course Mr. Richardson, what's the question again? "
" Why is American literature important? "
" American literature is very important for the education of people as it reveals the culture and history of the United States. Moreover, American literature studying in other countries gives foreigners the opportunity to get to know American culture, history, and great works of the great authors better "
" Good answer Ms. Parkson! "
" Damn you're such a nerd bonnie " max said.
after english class there goes the science class, the girl at the bus earlier is one of my classmates!! she's really pretty and i didn't notice that i was just staring at her the whole time. the pretty hair with pretty color, the smile and pretty eyes. it's like everything about her is pretty. I'm going crazy over this girl without even knowing her i don't even know her name what the hell is wrong with me? well at least i have motivation to go to our science class now even if i hate science class.
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Our Own Little World
Romansatwo stranger girls figuring out who they really are and what they really want. will they able to find their selves when they enter high school and face new challenges and changes? could they conquer everything together by making their own little wor...