DIARY OF STEPHANIE
october 10th 2020
Today
today, was a normal day, long and exhausting it's so hard being able to go on with my day, same routine everyday. Everyday is so repetitive...but today i meet someone new, no one special. but he was so beautiful almost ethereal... long fluffy hair cut up into a overgrown mullet, pitch black eyes that hanged low with very noticeable eye bags, lips so big and pale with a slight pink tint, tall about 6'1 and broad shoulders and slim body with a noticeable collarbone and sharp jawline, he had very strong features to say the least...but he was surprisingly rude
SOOO i was just going on about my day, walking to my 3rd period when i bumped into him i apologized quickly and he just stood there in my way i told him to move POLITELY but he just stood there and said "YOURE EXCUSED" LIKE WHAT ?!?
!PRESENT TIME!
"STEPHANIE" my mom yelled from the kitchen, "YES MOM" i yelled back somewhat annoyed because she distracted me from writing, "COME HERE" i was confused as to why she was calling me, i walked into the kitchen seeing my mom washing the dishes with a sadden look on her face, "mom?" i said "are you ok?"... Mom simply nodded her head and stopped washing the glass cup in her hand and looked straight at me "your grades came in" she said and went back to washing the cup, i stood there looking at her in a bit of fear not knowing what she might do "i'm sorry" is all i could mutter out of my mouth. "i know you are" she said giving me a sense of relief for a split second until she threw the cup that was in her hand right at my stomach, i groaned in pain as the glass shattered on the floor and looked at her " what was that for!!" i said with some anger and shock behind my voice. "cause you deserve it, how dare you get four Fs Estephanie eres estupida o que(are you stupid or what?) PICK UP THIS FUCKING GLASS". i looked at her straight in her eyes and said " i promise i'll bring my grades up?" i bent down picking up the bigger shards of glass first "no finish washing these dishes and picking up the glass" she said clearly trying to control her anger, i quickly went for the broom and picked up all of the glass somehow cutting my big thumb, then went to wash the dishes quickly, she walked out of the kitchen and into her room slamming the door behind her, i let out a sigh of relief and finished washing the dishes and silently walked to my room and locked the door behind me. and letting my body fall on to my bed, almost immediately covering myself with a thin blanket
as i was laying i took out my phone and scrolled through my feed looking for anything that'll distract me from reality until i get a notification that someone has followed me on instagram which is strange since i keep to myself so my curiosity took over and i checked who followed me, and out of everyone it was him, it was mister booty boy that was rude to me earlier, i looked thru his profile but he had no post and about 27 followers, he was only following 30 people. all he had was a highlight for music and one of his highlight had his face in it, i was debating on following back...until my eagerness kicked in a followed him back...
scared and timid i waited for a text even tho i knew, he wasn't gonna message me. i wondered why i even wanted a text from him. out of my thoughts i looked at the time and it was surprisingly late as i read 8:05 pm on the clock...suddenly i gush of tiredness hit me and i snuggled up into my bed making sure i had my tiny stuffed animal in my arms as i snoozed to sleep.
