i always sit alone on the bus. yes, i know you are thinking, "god, sophie is literally the biggest loser ever." that is true, but i have plenty of friends, they just don't ride the bus. i have gotten my car yet, but my father said maybe for my sixteenth birthday!!!
now, i'm probably a mind reader. because i know you're thinking, "well, if you have so many friends, why aren't you popular. you could be dating corey." also, i know you didn't say i should be dating corey, i just wanted to make it seem like someone thought we would go together perfectly, like me!! i hangout with mainly everyone; except the popular crowd. all the girls are snobby and act like they're the queens of the school, which i guess they pretty much were. and all the popular boys act like they are the bees knees. but, i didn't wanted to be labeled, i just wanted to be know as sophie abbott, and that's it.
lets see, i am the team captain of the schools undefeated girls field hockey. i am a 4.5 honor student, who has never gotten one B this semester. my father said that i should always be proud of my grades, even though i hate bragging about them. i've already have letters from 3 colleges: university of michigan, standford, and princeton; which is the top-ranked college in the united states. well, enough about my life.
i got off the bus and walked by the busy crowds. it seems as if everyone is their own atom; we all bump into each other when we're trying to get somewhere. it took about five minutes to get inside. everyone was rushing in and i kept getting pushed to the back. it felt like the ACDC concert i went to.. yeah... i should've listened to my mom when she said i couldn't go.
i turned the corner and headed to my locker. usually, i try to play this game where i can't step on the lines of the school floor, you know, where the tile square meets another. once i sadly lost my game by stepping on a crack, i glanced up to the corey haim leaning against MY locker with a few of his friends. and can i mention, he looked really good today. like, really good.
how am i supposed say this? "corey, i didn't see you!" "oh it's cool, you can lean against my locker all day, i don't mind at all." making a fool out of myself was a big no when it came to boys like this. why not just say "excuse me" sophie. as i was thinking about what i should say, i had no clue the corey was trying to say something to me. neither did i realize at the moment that i was standing right in front of him, looking straight into his gaze.
