Crossing paths

The beggining

Hi, I'm Evelyn. Evelyn Emerson. I'm a student. Definitely not a good one, but not a bad one as well. Just the average, I guess. I will be in high school soon.

Honestly I still haven't thought of any options as to what high school I want to be in. According to my results, I'm aiming for an average high school as well.

I was currently walking home from school. I didn't take the bus today. I decided to walk, besides the weather outside was nice. Just the way i liked it. I honestly hate taking the bus. I really hated cramped spaces, but more than that I hated uncivilised people. Which you could encounter every time on the bus. Rather it be creeps taking pictures of little girls or some arrogant freaks bumping into you. I despised that.

It was so calm walking down the street, accompanied by the beautiful sight of the lake beside me, separating two lands from one another. Honestly I always felt somehow sad about that island in the distance, that was separated from us. I felt like that too. But it made me feel better this way. Far from everything and everyone.

As I walked I felt the cool breeze all on my face, making me feel light and relaxed. It was cloudy but not enough to hide the sun that was gently kissing my exposed arms and cheeks. There were fish pavilions on my other side, making me feel the scent of sea, as if I was underwater. It felt wonderful. I liked such peaceful moments, that I very much enjoyed just by myself.

Until my blissful moment was cut short by a scream. I felt myself jumping a little at the sound. I turned around but came out it was just some kid. I sighed, feeling myself still startled. I realised I was still staring at that kid. Or more like everything around it.

There were a lot of kids, running down the stairs of the beautiful building behind them. Their families were lined up waiting for their children. There was a family, waiting in a shiny, expensive-looking car for every single kid. Their mothers even got out of the car, hugging and checking out on their children, while their dads were waiting in the car behind the steering wheel. The cute little girls running to their moms. There was a very pretty little girl with a long, blonde hair, her curls falling down with a ribbon in the back of her head. There was a limousine waiting for her. The children's uniforms were so elegant it made me feel some type of way. They were so happy, genuinely smiling to their families. It was such a great sight. It even made me smile a little. I loved seeing people genuinely happy, it made me happy as well.

There were even kids around my age. I saw boys coming down from outside the building with mischievous smiles all over their faces. The boy's uniforms were super neat and classy as well. Until i noticed there was a boy who catched me staring at them. He looked around my age and had a somehow very different look on his face than the others. It felt like he could stand there looking at me forever, like he didn't intend to break eye contact, which just made me feel awkward so I continued walking immediately after that.

That was strange. However, this sight made me think that it will become very successful people from those kids. Based on their environment and their surroundings, I could just tell. This made me happy. I always wanted to be surrounded by such people. The thought clicked a button in my system that I didn't think it existed. It made me want to be like them. I didn't want all the attention they got around them, no. I wanted to know that I would become a successful person just like them and not like the people from the buses I encountered when I went home.

I wanted to have a stable job and be an independent person that everyone could trust their work on. I wanted to help people and make them smile just like those kids a while ago.

So I guess it's settled.

...

I graduated middle school. With unsatisfying results. At least unsatisfying for a good high school. But still, I didn't want that thought to let me down, because if you wanted to get accepted in a certain high school, you had to take an entrance exam there. That's what made my hopes go up, just a little.

I somehow felt a bit bad, because of my sudden decision . No one from my family expected that at the end I would want to apply for an elite high school. However, I just knew too well they couldn't afford that.

So I decided I should earn the money to apply at the high school I wanted.

My aunt had a restaurant and I liked busying myself with something in the summer vacation. I just had too much time on my hands to just sit and want. That's why I decided to take action too.

If I ever wanted something, I couldn't bear just waiting in anticipation without actually doing anything about it. I loved earning things myself. That's just the way I was. It couldn't be helped.

...

That's how summer vacation went by, mostly helping my aunt at the restaurant and saving money for high school. The only thing left to do was to decide on which one high school exactly to apply to and to start getting ready for my entrance exams. I studied from the start of the summer vacation, but i still had the urge to go through everything thoroughly again.

NOTE:
Make sure to remember that boy that stared back at Evelyn!
Stay safe, kisses!