I think Paper Towns is a great book, it's the first book that I read by John Green. I can't seem to stop reading, it's such a great book.
I look up for a second and I see that I'm almost at the train station. I put the book back in my back pack.
I have the crappiest back pack, I've had it since 8th grade and since were only allowed to bring clear book bags to Kelly, I decided to use it for this year as well...which sucks.
The plastic is ripping off and the zippers are stuck. I can't do anything, I'll just have to deal with it.
The bus parks by the entry to the train station, everyone gets out and as I get up I feel myself falling and the ground is getting closer to my face. I think fast and I put my hands out.
"Oh, fuck." I try to get up but I fell again. Really?
"Ow." I felt someone helping me up.
I grab their hand and I pull myself up. I look up and it was a white man with blue/green eyes and blonde hair."Umm...thanks." I can feel myself heating up. I turn around and I walked out the bus and I waited for the train. I feel this burning on my knee, I tried to pull up my jeans but it got stuck half way up to my knee.
Crap, it really hurts.
I take the escalator, and I take a seat. I look up and I see a screen saying "Loop, 4min arrival time". Ok, four minutes and the train will be here. I look around and I see the guy who helped me up. I took out Paper Towns and I started reading, I don't want to think about what happened in the bus.
I know I'm a very clumsy person.
This one time I was going to party and my mom tried to make me look all pretty, and it seemed like high heels are in the package of looking pretty. Yea, I put on the stupid high heels but only because my mom would've started bitching at me. They were at least a five inch heel, they made me look like a giraffe. I put them on and I started to walk.One step and then another, ok one more...and BAM! I fell on my face. Well that's nice isn't it? Thinking I could pull off the five inch heels. So I just took them off and I changed to my black converse. Honestly my mom could've at least gave me a pair of beginner high heels.
I hear the train coming and I stood up. I got close to the edge of the rail road, I hear a loud whistle, am I too close to the edge?
I took a step back and the whistle stopped, the train came fast. It was about six inches away from my face, I guess I was pretty close to the edge. I need to be more careful.
The train stops and the door is right in front of me, I head inside the train and I take a seat by the window. I can see the Willis Tower and it's huge, there are other buildings. There's that one building that it's roof is shaped like a diamond. I lived here for so long and yet I still don't know what the name of that building is.
I got off the train and I start going down the stairs. I walked about two blocks and I see Kelly.
"God, let me go back home."
I say to myself.
Yea, I really don't have anyone to talk to. I only have some friends in school, never out of school. I'm just too busy to even go out.I head inside and look, there's that one girl who likes to talk crap about me.
She's talking to her friends and turns around to get a good look at me.
"What's up slut?" She says and her friends giggle.I don't know what to say to that ,she never talks to me in person, but she just loves to pick on me.
I may be invisible to people here but damn this girl... She just loves to say some stupid shit to me.
I would love to beat her face until she has no face. I don't hate her, but I'm more annoyed with the things she tells me. I'm not the type of person to beat someone, and I think I don't have the strength to even do that.
I'm a short skinny girl, to reach to that girls face I would probably have to jump up.
"Chelsey, I think you can stop now."
A tall guy comes up to her, he has black hair, one of those basic haircuts. Like the top of his hair is long and the sides are shaved. He has hazel brown eyes, and the way he's dressed... Basic as well. Like you know what are those boys called now a days...oh right, fuck boys.She looks up at him and she frowns and brings her eyebrows together to the middle of her face. She starts turning red and turns back around to talk to her friends.
"What's your name?" He walks towards me.
"Caroline." I say in a low voice.
"Oh, well my name is Richard. You can just call me Rick." He looks at me straight in the eye.
I feel nervous being around him, he's really tall.The bell rings,"well... nice meeting you Caroline. I hope to see you again."
He waves good bye.
"Hope"? Holy Shit.
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Becoming The Alpha
Non-FictionTeenage girl named Caroline trying to survive hell (Kelly High School). All that matters in High School is popularity and fitting into groups. She gets bullied and harassed by the alpha group, so she becomes them to beat them in their own game.