Maybe I once believed in love
Maybe I even loved
Maybe it was just my imagination
________________Grace.Grace's POV:
I stormed into my room making sure I slammed my door...hard. I was fuming throughout the car ride and I couldn't decide what was more upsetting.
Was it the self-satisfied smile Mr. Sango, the driver was wearing or was it the infuriating new kid Aaron?
Ugh! Even his name annoys me.
I hastily pulled off my uniform and headed to the bathroom. A cold shower would hopefully help me let out some steam.
"How dare he touch me?" I asked myself as I scrubbed the spot furiously until it hurt. Why are people so insensitive?... I mean you don't just go touching others without their consent. That's just...rude.
And the rubbish he was spewing? That cursed article is just as worthless as its title. All I gained was embarrassment.
My skin was red and tender when I finally made it out of the bathroom. I had bruised almost every part of my body in fury and yet I wasn't satiated.
My phone vibrated loudly snapping me out of my feelings and causing me to hit my toe on the edge of the bed.
"Shitty bed, shitty day, shitty life...can't I just get a freaking break ugh!" At this point, I'm done with this day.
"Hey babes!" She yelled the moment I picked up my phone.
Idara Star Aniekan, my friend and celebrity model/actress, popularly known as 'Star' in the entertainment industry, did not appreciate the concept of 'inside voice', and her 'phone voice' was way worse.
"One of these days, you are going to burst my eardrums with your yelling" I hissed into my phone.
"Who messed with your cubs, Mrs lioness? I was going to ask how your day in school was but I can already guess. Hang on, let's make it a group video call, Beauty needs to be here for this tea" she said in a rush.
Beauty, my other friend was just your average teen if you exclude the fact that she was an academic genius. The girl could solve mathematical equations in seconds, without using a calculator!
She had been offered a full scholarship throughout her secondary education and the girl was crushing all the competitions as though she was playing candy crush.
Her nickname should be 'goldy' because she only wins gold medals but she says it sounds like a fish's name.
"Hey guys! How's it going?" Sitting on my bed, I rub my forehead hoping it will dull my headache.
"Grace is having a bad day...again!" Idara laughed.
"Does it have anything to do with salty Amira?" Beauty asked.
"Uh, I wish Amira was the problem but sadly no. First both of you ditched me and i had to endure the boring classes on my own bu that's not even it." I stopped to breathe and gauge their expressions. Seeing that they both looked pretty interested, I carried on with my complains.
"You heard about the new students yeah?"
When they affirmed, I went on "well the guy is so annoying, I swear he is the devil's spawn but his sister is an angel just like you Idara. And let's not disregard the fact that Mr. Sango simply disgusts me."
"Mr. Sango is a creep, I have to resist the urge to whack him on the head with your tennis racket whenever I'm at your place but what did the new guy do?" I can see the disgust on beauty's face when she mentions the driver.
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General FictionThis book showcases that the life of a teenager is not always all sunshine and rainbows but it can also be filled with cloudy skies and hailstorms. Sometimes, teenagers have a lot to deal with. Emotions, betrayal, responsibilities, guilt, lonelines...