Plummet to the bottom.

The meaning of love ( chapter 1)

Mira.
August 3rd.

I've never thought about the meaning of love before , i know it makes you nervous and have sweaty hands, i know that no matter how hard you try you cant look them in the eye and that every miner action they make is like a punch in the face. I guess i should start thinking about the meaning of what love is more but no matter how many sleepless nights i spend reading dictionnaires and reading philosophy books in the library nothing can really teach you the meaning of love, you cant know what it is until you feel it.

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It was five minutes past midnight and im  sitting  at my desk doing the homework I've  been procrastinating for the whole week. I sigh and   brush a hair back from my face i  reache for a elastic but its just out of ends reach "ill get it later' i  think to myself. Recently everything has been feeling more and more like a chore for me, i  cant even bring a cup down from my room or stand up in the shower. Just five more minutes i  keep telling myself just five more minutes. Hour after hour  goes by looking at the clock is painful i knew i had school in the morning but right now the priority was to finish this not worry about  school.

As i  slowly close my eyes and a drizzle of saliva drips down my chin .BEEP! BEEP! I  didn't even get the chance to lie down in bed, i  worked my way through the night, i  pick my feet up and drag myself to the kitchen
"Good morning love bug"
Sings my mom, Lisa. I  sit down infront of my orange juice and a pile of pankakes
"Did you sleep well?"
She continues.
"No, not really i-"
I stops myself it wouldnt be a wise descision to tell your mom you were up literally all night.

It's always quiet when  I come to school, small town big school, i fact its  so small you could walk the halls and not run into anyone, empty. As i  walk  down the halls i have my head down my sleepless night was finally having its consequences. CRASH! I  look up to find a boy and a girl looking at me with a sheepish looks on their faces. I take out a airpod to apologize
" sorry, i wasnt looking where i was going'
"It's fine, we werent looking either to be honest"
Smiles the girl.

MIRAS WISH (chapter 2)

There is two types of people in this world; people who fall inlove and people who dont. I'm the second type,   I've never really felt an attraction to anyone. I guess I wished I liked someone, I wish I was like everyone else, I wish I could have a hallway crush and want to get married. If im being honestly I don't  know what I want, I'm happy being single but I still read romance novels in bed and wish I was the protagonist falling in love.

As I walk down the hall I see him again, his stunning eyes and lavish hair that sways in the wind. Maybe this is a hallway crush, maybe I'm not so different after all.

I count down the minutes and the secondes until class ends, I watch the clock and try and use my non-existing super powers to move the hand. I sigh brush my hair back from my face, I should really get a hair tie.
" you're Mira right?"
Asks a the girl who sits behind me, I don't know her name and I don't know what she looks like, I've never really needed to. I turn my head to look at her, she shoots me a apologetic smile.
" yeah, that's me. Why?"
I question. People don't usually talk to me in school,no that's not fair I don't talk to anyone either.
" Are you good at drawing?"
She asks.
"Yeah..? "
I don't know if its the right or not , maybe it's a trick question.
" Great, do you want to work on the art project toghether?"
It comes out more demanding then if it's a actual question. If I'm being honest I wasn't actually listening to the teacher? I nod my head knowing I had no idea we had a project to work on.
''sure, why not."
I shoot her a half grin and turn back around.