The Prettiest Girl At School

Summer Morgan - The Prettiest Girl At School

I never had much luck with love. I was always the quiet kid, who no one seemed to talk to or remember. Of course I had crushes, but we never became anything. I guess I had hoped for a high school relationship like you see in movies, but my high school so far had been as bland as bread. However, my crushes were never serious, I just mostly thought people were cute. Like James in 7th grade, he was cute, but imagining kissing him would immediately remove my feelings for him. There was this one girl though, who had caught my eye from the day I met her. Summer Morgan, the most gorgeous girl at my school. I fell for her, hard. I never liked someone that much before. The problem was, we rarely talked. We used to be sort of friends, but that ended quickly when I left her friend group because they were super toxic (they were popular, of course they were toxic). I never stopped liking her, even after I found out how two-faced her friends were. My crush on her started to fade though, because as we stopped talking, I realised our chances of being together were fading. She was probably straight, and even if she wasn't she wouldn't date me. I still like her though, and I get so jealous whenever I see her friends being super close to her.

I was zoning out, deep in thought about Summer when I realised the time. "Shit, schools starting in 5 minutes!" I ran as fast as I could, narrowly avoiding cars as I ran through the gates of Erinborough High. I quickly ran to class and opened the door. The class was silent, and I felt like everyone was staring at me. Even Summer. "Sorry I'm late, Miss Jones." I said, embarrassed. I sat next to my best friend, Alex Walker. We met in 5th grade, and ever since we became best friends. He came out to me as gay last year, and it was so relieving to come out to him as pansexual. He's the only one I've told so far, but I plan on coming out to my parents soon. I don't have any other friends, just Alex. I mean, there isn't many people to become friends with that are actually decent. If people tell you that highschool isn't like the movies, they're lying. In my class, there's the stereotypical cliques. There's the athletes, full of people who thinking playing sport is a personality trait. Then there's the popular girls, the girls who are two-faced liers that think it's fun to gossip all day (except summer, she's the only nice girl in their group.) There's the stoners, the kids who smoke during lunch break everyday and who are always as high as a kite. There's the creepy kids, who no one likes and who creep me out. I always feel them staring at me. And that leaves me and Alex, which is why he's my only friend, and I'm happy with that. "Did you finish the essay? Miss Jones said they're due today." Alex said. "Shit, I knew I forgot something!" I had forgotten to write my essay last night! I was too distracted watching gossip girl, I needed to find out what happened next! "Amara! That essay was worth 20% of our grade!" Alex whisper-yelled. "I'll just ask for extra time, it's okay." It was, in fact, not okay, because as soon as I zoned back into Miss Jone's long lecture she mentioned group work. And she was choosing the groups. Miss Jones was the only teacher that dared to shuffle the cliques around in group work. Everyone hated her for it. It made english awkward and uncomfortable for everyone. "Barry and Alex, you two are a group." I also hated Miss Jones for her groups. Barry Dick Olson really puts the dick in his name. He's the classic jock bully. He spent all of last year tormenting Alex and bullying him for being gay. I felt so bad that they had to work together. I quickly stopped feeling bad and started feeling nervous when I heard, "Summer and Amara, you'll be a group." I had so many butterflies in my belly they could make a zoo. After me and Summer stopped talking, I became really shy whenever I was around her, and working with her in a group would be super awkward. I took a deep breath and walked towards Summer. She was glowing under the lights, her silky blonde hair looked perfect and super neat. Her stare towards me made me blush a little. I sat next to her and hoped she'd start the conversation, because I had become too shy to say anything. "Hey Amara, what topic do you want to choose?" Summer looked at me and waited for an answer. I hadn't been listening to Miss Jones at all. I quickly said, "You choose, I don't mind." The whole lesson I couldn't focus, all I could do was stare at Summer.

"Hey Amara, you're doing the musical right?" Summer randomly asked.

Nervously, I responded, "Yeah, why?"

"I'm doing it to, I hope to see you there." She smiled at me and it felt like all the butterflies in my belly fluttered at once. I smiled back and said, "You too." I could see Alex staring at me from the corner of my eye. I couldn't wait to tell him how awesome it was with summer!

After school, I met up with Alex at a local cafe. I sat at a table, waiting for Alex. "Hey, over here!" I called out as he noticed and walked toward my table. "So, how did it go with summer? You two seemed to get along well." Alex said smiling.

"It went so well! She asked if I was doing the musical and said she hoped to see me there!" I smiled excitedly.

"Amara, that's so great!" Alex smiled and drank a sip of his iced coffee.

"How did it go with Barry, do I need to beat him up?" I asked.

"No," Alex said, laughing. "He mostly ignored me and chatted with his friends, I just sat there, which I guess is better than him bullying me."

"So enough about my love life, how's yours going? Have you got your eye on anyone?" I asked.

"There is this one guy in my music class, Jessy, he's super cute and nice." Alex blushed.

"Nice!" I was excited we both had crushes, so we could talk about them to each other.

Little did I know, everything would change so soon.