Maybe it was wrong to fall in love with someone you're not expecting to fall in love with or you're not supposed to fall in love with. Risking the friendship you had for years then throw it all away because of stupid feelings you feel. Maybe we weren't right for each other because all God wants is for us to be "Friends" and maybe I can't change that... Or can I?
I clutched my books to my chest, slamming my locker shut. I zip my bag closed and waited for Patrick also known as my Best Friend in the whole wide world. I leaned on my locker door and sighed, as I saw Tracy clinging to him. Tracy Pepper West, A cheerleader, Super smart and rich and is also one of the popular girls in our school. Tracy and Patrick approached me with smiling faces. I shook my head and walked past by them.
It's just that, it kinda hurts me. Sighing, I turned my way to the girls restroom and checked if anyone's there. I locked the door once I knew I was alone. I looked at myself in the mirror. I touched my cheeks and smiled, frowning at the end. I'll never be beautiful, He'll never love me. I have plain. boring, old dirty blonde hair, I had boring blue eyes and just plain old pinkish lips. I was never smart though I always get a medal every year and I wasn't that popular.
How could be popular?! I was Plain and Boring, but I don't get it why Patrick always hangs-out with me. Maybe he just feels sorry for me because I was always alone. I snapped out of my thoughts and opened my bag. I brought out my diary and looked at some picture me and Patrick took. I miss the feeling of us toghter, alone, having fun but I knew me and him will never be more than friends.
"Justine! Justine! Are you inside?!" I heard Patrick, and I knew Tracy was rolling her eyes behind the door. I kept silent hoping he would fall for it and just go away. He banged on the door, "I'm not gonna leave this spot until you come out of there!" Knowing him, He kept his word and will stay there no matter what. I shoved my diary in my bag and opened the door in frustration.
"There?! See? I'm here, Happy?" I snapped at Patrick, running past by him as stares haunt me throughout the hallway. I didn't mean to snap at him, maybe tomorrow It'll be back to normal. I'll be the Forever Alone girl, the girl who's invisible to everyone and a girl who didn't had any friends. It hurts me deep inside and accept the fact. "Everything we'll be back to NORMAL."
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You Are My One In 6 Billion.
Teen Fiction*Story also available on QuoteV* I wonder, what I could do or say to make him like me. I wonder, who I need to be, to be his. I wonder, when just being me will be enough?
