Welcome to Reality

Wake up call

And there he was, Prince charming was waiting for me. He had his ebony black hair perfectly fixed as usual.

Like always he would look me in the eyes with his charming green eyes and tell me "Kate I love you, there is no other woman in this world that can compare to you. Just as we know it every dream ends with that annoying person's voice saying "Wake up! Waaaaakkkkkeee uppppp!!!! YOU'LL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL SLEEPY HEAD!" Great, reality, I hate that word. Why can't I live in my own fantasy world? Where everything is perfect. No annoying siblings, teachers and parents. Now that I have to face the worst thing in the world which is school. It's the start of the year and I'm not ready for all this bullying to start again. Only if I am as perfect as I usually am in my dreams. Not like my normal self with the huge glasses, tangled hair and braises.

School, that one thing that is the source of all my stress. I hate walking through these big glass doors. My friend, Lizzy and I would call it the gates of hell, but then she recently learned how to love school. It wasn't because of the lessons, activities or even the teachers. It was all because she had someone to look forward to. It was her boyfriend Aaron. He would always protect her from bullies. He even helps in school work. Actually I'm secretly envious with her. She has everything that I ask for, a perfect relationship, perfect grades and a great high school life. One thing I can do is to be happy for her. Another thing is wait for my time to experience the happiness she has today.I don't want to be green eyed jealous and waste a great friendship. Well, sadly they aren't the only couple in school that keeps me jealous. Everyone around me has a happy relationship. They all have that fairy tale thing going on in there lives. That is why I'm known as the "Bridget Jones" in school. Many would tease me about it, and I hate it. Unfortunately the only things that can keep me romantically satisfied are romantic comedies, Wattpad stories and of course my dreams. I hope things can change this year.

The bell rang which signaled for us students to hurry to our classrooms. I was in section 2 this year. As I enter my classroom I see Lizzy. She is all alone, no Aaron. "Maybe he was is section 1," I thought, "That just means I have more time to hang out with Lizzy!" I took the sit next to her and ask her a few questions. I also notice something strange, every girl in the room were acting weird. It seemed as if there was something important that was going to happen.

"Weird isn't it?" Lizzy spoke out of the sudden.

"Yeah! Is there something going on?" I asked.

"Well I overheard that there is a transfer student, they said he is really cute." Lizzy answered "I think he is in the principle office right now, they also mentioned something about him making some trouble downstairs." Right on time our new teacher enters the room.

It's our break, just when everyone is in the cafeteria. I decide to stay in our classroom. I head to my new locker to grab some of my art materials. After I fetch my things and head back to the classroom. I unknowingly bump into someone and drop all my things including my glasses. I couldn't see a thing, all I could see was a blurry hand. It seemed nostalgic, like I knew who this was. As I reach for this person's hand, my heart skipped a beat. His hand was soft, it felt caring and concerned.

"Are you alright? Is this your glasses? Here let me help you out." The stranger slowly put my glasses on my face. When I regained my sight, my head was tilted downwards in embarrassment. It was a guy I noticed from his shoes.

"Um excuse me? Your things, sorry for bumping into you." When I looked at his face the world seemed to stop. It was him, prince charming. He was standing right in front of me. He had the same black hair with green eyes. He looked exactly like him. I didn't know what to say.

"Hey, you don't want a fly to enter your mouth," he pushes my jaw back and smirks, "here are your stuff I really have to go. Bye, see you around." He walks away slowly leaving me alone.