Hey wattpad readers!This is my first story here and Im eager that u read it.
So i was trying to find a country to be the home town of the character in the story but then i created my own one...i dont know if it is real but well....whatever.
Im gonna stop my mumbo jumbo and let u read THE story.
ENJOY!
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Megan's POV:
“You’re 18 ,honey,find yourself a man!’,Helen said.
“But 18 is not a suitable age.I'm still young,ALLOW me to live this phase peacefully! ”,I bellowed.
“Remember our traditions ,our customs ,Megan.Why do want to violate them?I was married to your father at 16 and your mamma did at 15.So ,now,you’re late enough.”
"Mom.It’s the new world ,people started using cars instead of DONKEYS!Save it,I'm not getting married now!”,I just confirmed my decision and that’s it .My mom,Helen,huffed and stormed out of my room.Frankly,I was glad she has left.
“AH!”,I sighed,"She has really lost her mind.ME ,getting married?”,I let out a small chuckle,"This is quite insane.”
Yes ,this is me,Megan;a random teenager from this one not very know island called Bardok .I moved with my mother to the US a few years ago because of the current war occurring there.My father,we left him there fighting in the army against the Nammies.I miss him quite a lot ,hadn’t heard from him anything lately.Never did we ,mom and I ,want to leave him there,all alone ,shedding his blood for the sake of his country and family.
Now,I’m stuck here with my ‘retarded-thinking’,unexposed mother.Man,I really resent her misconceptions about the world and how life goes.She aims for raising me as grandma did ,to my approximation like 100 years ago.Well ,I’m not gonna explain grandma’s beliefs about life because it causes me a severe headache .So,as I was sayin’,mom is like a circular brick trying to fit in a rectangular hole.In brief,she is unable to adapt to the life in this century where it has developed and altered completely.
So,yeah,here I am in my little room sunk in deep thoughts about my ’great’ ,’mind-blowing’ life.Living in an apartment in a suburb like this, I cant think of anything else.I can't think of my boyfriend (who I don’t have),can't think of my dad since it triggers the tears in my eyes,can't think of school because it is not that awesome.I go to Rootherford High ,public school ,in my senior year. I’m eager to drop school and reach college.At least,there,life wont be that pathetic.I mean,look at me ,a made-fun-of girl because of this one incident that practically ruined my entire school life."YAY me”,I said throwing my hands up in the air after remembering my burnt up cheeks when IT happened.I looked at the yellow ceiling of my room accidentally shedding a tear that slid down my cheeky face.I directly wiped my honey eyes and tried to forget
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‘Today I don’t feel like doing any thing I just wanna lay in my bed…..’
“Definitely Bruno!”,I said while opening my eyes at the sound of my alarm."AHHHH!”,I sighed ,"Another school day,another problem…Story of my life.”
I reluctantly pulled myself out of my bed,wore my puffed slippers and headed to bathroom….I picked out some of my usual clothes;a red top with my jeans and a pair of adidas sneakers.As you can see I'm not this kind of girl that ‘gets a heart attack’ if her shirt doesn’t match her bra!I mean why should I care about my wardrobe if I have no one to impress.I combed my blackish –brown hair and tied it up into a messy bun.
“Mom,I’m ready to go!”,I yelled as hard as I could.
"Kay ,hun,don't forget your sandwiches!”
"Yeah,just forgot."
I ran into the kitchen,grabbed my supposed-to-be jam sanwiches and hurried down the building.As I was opening the main door,I hit hard with something then everything became blurry…….
"Megan ,are you alright?MEGAN?!"
"What?What?!”,I screamd hoping I didn’t die or something.
"Megan,THANK GOD you’re awake.We’re gonna be late for school.”
I changed my position into a sitting one to know whats going on and said,"Josh?”
"Yes Megan,Josh.”
"How –the hell…what happened?!”
“Well,I looked at my watch and realized that you’re late so I was going in to the building until ,BAM,you hit me.THE END.”
“Oh…..so what time is it?How long was I out?”
“Well ,about 10 mins,so its 8:10.”
“8:10!”,I freaked out while getting on my feet back again,"The bell rings at 8:15.Come on Josh stop delaying me.”
“Yeah,Megan,you got that right.”
I ran hastily ignoring his silly comment eventhough I thought it was quite funny.He ran after me trying to put up and I heard him say,”Women this is fast running.”
“This is why ,I guess,I won the golden medal at the school race maybe.Huh?”
“Most probably”,he said with a wide beam working its way on his face.
Forgot to introduce him;this is Josh,Josh Parker,one of my best and few friends.I’ve known him ever since we moved here;he lived next door and miraculously went to the same school as mine.I really like this guy,such a good humorous friend.
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“8:16,just perfect”,I told Josh after pulling his hand to find out the time.
“Yes,cool….so,see you at lunch?”
“You betcha”,I said gesturing with my hand.
For a split second,I tried to remember which class I had.And yeah,it was English.A not one of my favourite subjects,English was just….English.I had to use my imagination.Let me correct that,I had to use a thing I didn’t have.Imagination?Where the hell do I get one of those?Seriously.I do not do imagination;I just stick to reality and let whatever wants to happen,happen.
After sneaking in class,I took my seat behind Molly Anderson,my friend or actually my unbiological sister.I’ve been friends with her after my unpleasant incident;she saved me from facing something worse.
"Sup Molly.”
“Hey homie.”
“Good thing Mr Brown didn’t realize I was lat-“
“Mrs Scott’
“Shit!”
“Can you explain to me why your highness were late?”
“Well….It’s along story Mr B”
“Would you like to share it with us?”
“No sir”
“Good.Now sit down and memorize for tomorrow pages 102 ,103, 104 ,105…”
“I-er think they’re enough Mr Brown”,I said whilst lowering my tone and speaking as polite as possible.
“I do think so too”,he said sending me an evil smile.I nodded and sat down powerlessly hearing some silly comments from my fellow bone-headed peers.
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HI! thats my first chapter hope u like it.PLZ comment i wanna know ur point of view about it...and if u encounter any mistakes well i didnt review it because i was super excited to publish it .ok bye...
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