Rebel

Hello

   Hello, often the start of every sentence, conversation, meeting. Just think, hello can be the cause of new friendships, new ideas, new gatherings. Five letters, millions of ideas start with one simple word, hello. A similar/if not a more powerful word than hello, is goodbye. The end to something that was once great, a new beginning, a phrase used to say we will meet again. One word multiple meanings. Yet I often question, why isn't it easy to say  these words to that stranger at the park, the teacher  you saw at the store, or even that boy you like? The thing is its not, you have that feeling of embarrassment. You are paranoid at the fact of feeling like an outsider. Why do I care? Why should I care?

        I don't know why I cant talk to Zack McAllister. Maybe it's the fact that he is the head of the swim team, or the fact he is dating Claudia Goodrich. Don't really know what he sees in her. Then again what could he possibly see in me. Oh, I'm the girl who always has her head in the book, I'm the girl who rejects anyone who asks her out. I'm the girl  no one likes. Then again it makes sense, why would anyone like me I mean I'm a no one. Before I continue on with my life story let me introduce my self.

     "Hi, I'm Genive ventura,. I'm a normal teen just trying to make it in this big world you call high school. I'm probably making it more glamorous then it needs to be. Here is the gif, high school mainly consists of immature duce bags, white lies around every corner, attention seekers throughout. Then again you will experience some of the best times and some of the worst times. I mean, that's at least what I hear on tv shows and movies.  I mean when you think of high school the movie mean girls, or duff is running through your mind. Or maybe you think you will meet the love of your life, and you will live this fairy tale life.

     In reality its just high school, a school you go and waste your life with people who half the time don't even want to be here. You are probably going to get your heart broken, and its going to suck. Like suck really bad. I don't know what sucks more , getting your heart broken, or knowing the guy you like will never like you or just plain isn't in to you.

    ahh yes the sweet smell of the tears in the morning. I wish I could tell you that, oh i'm a free spirit, or yes i hang with my own crowed. That just is not very true. I push people away it is just what i do, nothing to it.