A Toxic Love

Chapter 1- New kid on the block

I was sort of half asleep but I managed to fully awake when I heard the new single by Taylor Swift being played on the radio. I sat up in my bed, I rubbed my eyes and picked up my alarm clock to check the time. 6:30am. Perfect! I have enough time to get ready and shit and practice how to make friends. Yes i actually thought that. I hadn't made new friends for years so I honestly thought that it was going to be really hard to do. I looked in the direction of my wardrobe and saw my outfit that I'd been planning for days. It was a long sleeve black top with black jeans followed by a black studded belt with a pair of black converse shoes with a mint green bag (I only had the mint green bag because I couldn't find a nice black one). And I know what you must be thinking about my outfit: there just wasn't enough black; so i also planned on wearing black eyeliner to make up for not having a black bag. There was no logic in that bit in my mind it made perfect sense. Trust me. I looked at my watch (which wasn't black either) it was 7:50am, my mother and younger brother had already left the house for school and work, and my Dad had also left the house. I had to lock up which was slightly annoying and somewhat time consuming as i had to set the alarm, lock the inside door, and the outside door. But I was fine with doing it, because I'm just an amazing daughter.

Once I locked up, I put my earphones in and played my favourite All Time Low song on repeat, Weightless. I got an incredibly important letter out of my pocket. It had the names of my teachers, my classrooms and all that stuff. I was sort of skim reading it because I obviously had more important things on my mind, like how I was going to hit on boys as it may have been quite obvious but I have actually never had a boyfriend, and there have been many contributing factors to this. My over protective parents, my awkwardness, my constant rejection happenings. But yeah I was a bit unsure. But i was praying that there would be a fit Muslim boy that I could hit on as in case you didn't know, I am in fact a Muslim. And if i did at all manage to get a guy who was Muslim and good looking, then perhaps my parents wouldn't mind so much. That was my plan anyway but at that point in time I had no idea where my love life would take me.

I walked down the road towards school whilst singing along to my song which was on repeat. Once I got about halfway down my road I turned around noticed a girl who was walking the same way as me. She was a tall girl with long blonde curly hair. She wore an olive green coat and had a beige coloured bag on her shoulder. As she was walking the same way as me I thought that perhaps she was also going to Ash Grove.

"I could practice my 'making new friends' and 'trying to be social' techniques," I thought to myself. So i waited at the end of he road for her. I could hear footsteps and before i knew it she was there.

"Hi!" I blurted out immediately to the girl.

"Hi," she said back awkwardly.

"Are you going to Ash Grove?" I asked her. "Yes," she responded, a bit less awkwardly this time.

"I am too, we can walk together," I insisted.

"Alright," she said with a smile.

"Totally nailed it!" I thought to myself. "I'm Anita by the way," I said.

"I'm Katie," she replied, now seeming mich less awkward.

Okay, now I had to think of a strategy to begin a normal, civilised and not weird conversation with Katie. So i proceeded to say:

"Do you already go to Ash Grove or are you new?"

"I'm new," she said.

"Me too, where did you used to go?" I asked like a normal person.

"I used to go to Russell Academy," she said. Perfect! I actually knew someone from there!

"Really? Did you know someone called Rosie Jane?" I asked.