Unfortunately Hers

Chapter 1

"Hazy , wake up or you'll get late for your classes" I heard my mom's shrilling voice from the kitchen downstairs. I groaned with the littlest of intention to go to school , but eventually I dragged my lethargic body towards the bathroom whilst grabbing my phone on the way. It takes me a sweet hour to be perfect ready but as I was already on the verge of listening Miss Norris lecture me about punctuality , I skipped my breakfast and ran out to catch my bus.

"Hazel you won't believe , what happened yesterday in the evening class" shrieked my best friend Stacy from the back in my ears , I turned around swiftly and looked at her with fake excitement "What happened girl?!" She wrapped her arms around mine and walked alongside me to our class.

" I saw Dylan yesterday and he was wearing my favourite shirt oh his , I mean what a day to pick that shirt as your outfit ..blah blah blah.." She rambled on about her crush for I don't know how long but all I know is that we reached our class , sat on our desks and she still was talking about him. I was listening and trying to react to every of her enthusiastic ramblings but I had no interest in dating whatsoever. I had given up because first of all , I was an ugly ass girl with bad eye sight and I wasn't the proper size that guys would simp on, and I was scared of commitments to an extent that I would literally freak out if someone did actually ask me out. I wasn't sure about being in a relationship with anyone , I enjoyed my company more than anybody else's and I was scared that my significant other will leave me because of this selfish behaviour of mine so that's why I kept my heart closed at all times and avoided such romantic situations.

The classes ended and it was the time I can get back to my safe place and be myself in peace. I walked back home because it was my favourite thing to do after a long tired day, to walk back home with music playing in my ears as I watch the sun go down on my way back home. I reached home and went straight towards my room, plopping down on my cozy bed. My mom called me for dinner and I loved eating so I ran downstairs for my meal. My parents were really good people, they never forced me to score well but I always wanted an academic validation so I scored well anyways. They were proud parents but they wanted me to be more extroverted, be more open to the world , make boyfriend and stuff , also my mom has always hated the way my skin was flabby and not in shape. I tried to fix it but it was not my cup of tea , I loved food and I hated working out but the disappointment on my mother's face always makes me want to leave eating and go on a strict diet. I walked upstairs and did my homework and slept hoping for the next day to turn out a little more adventurous than today's.

The next morning I was feeling a little nauseous but I got up anyways and saw a text from Stacy "Girl you gotta join the music class , the guys there are awesome and you'll get to see Dylan too." It was summer already and the school was shut for a month or so. I ignored her text and got down of my bed heading towards my bathroom for my daily routine. As I was listening to my playlist and cleaning my room I suddenly had the urge to do something productive this summer and join a class or something and that's when Stacy's text flashed in my mind. I opened it again and pondered over it a while , overthinking about all the possible extrovert moments I'd have to face if I joined a class . At the end I replied to Stacy "I'll be there at 5 today, let's see what's the huge fuss about this Dylan guy is haha." She was excited and so was I but a tat bit scared too.

I got dressed around 4 and texted Stacy to meet me infront of Jones'. I pulled out the guitar that my father gifted me on my 14th birthday, I was excited when he got me the guitar but then I started getting insecure about everything and that included my voice so I put it away. I cleaned and tuned my guitar and carried it to meet Stacy. She was so happy that I decided to go to the classes with her , she wanted me to see her crush because all I've done is hear about his appearance and outfits ,that now I've imagined a whole ass teen boy in my mind who's too hot to handle for the girls , has this alluring aura which attracts everyone, a great physique and a great voice , might own a cute dog and has this secret he hides from the world.

I was trying to imagine the guy in my head while she was talking about him, it sure was a pleasant picture in my head but not always life gives you what you want. I brushed this thought and walked thinking about how I won't be able to ever love someone or get loved by someone.

We reached and entered the class , she made me sit beside her ,excited like a little puppy waiting for her treat to walk in the door any minute soon. I was busy tuning my guitar and fixing my clothes from time to time , hiding my folds and flabby skin under the jacket I wore. Suddenly Stacy shrieked in my ear "He's here!!" I chuckled at her reaction a little and turned to look towards the door and there he was , Dylan , the only man I've ever looked at with such fondness and affection...