Mixed Feelings

Part 1

It is the first day of freshman year and I find myself stuck in another boring class. But one thing I find strange is that throughout all of the years of going to school, I find myself enjoying school. My theory is that it is because of the new friends I make or the people I spend my day with but either way, school has been something that I have been looking forward to all summer.

The last class of the day had to be the worst ever. The only thing that made it actually fun was my friend Sunny. She was tall with dark skin which was only a little darker than mine and she had forest green eyes. With just our physical appearances you could almost mistake us for twins except her eyes were green and mine were more of a light gray, but once you get to know us you could easily tell who was who because her energy was basically the exact opposite of mine. While she was fun and energetic and very talkative I liked to keep to myself. Ever since elementary she has been trying to pop my bubble and get me to try new things like for one, she wants me to try and get a boyfriend. I have never really felt the need for boys while she always has a new boyfriend every few weeks . 

To me boys have always been selfish and annoying and a waste of time. I know some boys are good, like my friend Sam's boyfriend, Adam. He was very sweet and caring for her. He always bought her gifts because his family was rich. They have been together for about three years now and they haven't broken up once. They have these little fights here and there but always work them out in the end.

One thing that neither of my friends know about, is that I do have a sorta crush on somebody, Sam. I've never really had a crush on anybody so I don't really understand it, but whenever I am around her I get nervous and my heart starts to race at the slightest touch and when ever I talk to her I don't know what to say, like I am trying to find the perfect words. But I have been friends with Sam since she moved here three years ago and she has gotten used to it and doesn't really know why I do it but she never bothered to ask.

As the last bell ringed Sunny fell to the floor complaining she said " Ugh finally. School is over and we can go home and relax after working so hard learning." Me and Sam were laughing as she said. " I am serious. I would pay so much for just one more week off." As me and Sam calmed down, we realized that the entire class had already left and the teacher was waiting for us to leave so she could leave as well.

When we finally made it out of the school me and Sam were basically crying watching Sunny perform her act for the talent show. She and Sam were both performing different acts. They both tried to convince me to join in but I don't have the self confidence for that ,so the closest I got was helping manage the show and they seemed okay with that.

It took what seemed like forever to make it to Sam's car. Since Sam was only a freshman and only had her learning permit, she had to have an adult in the car to be able to drive so her butler was there and she decided to have him drive. We dropped off Sunny at her house first and before she left she told us about a party she was going to throw this weekend and she wanted us to come. Of course Sam could go, her parents were nice and let her go basically anywhere she wanted, whenever she wanted. She had freedom, and it was basically the same for Sunny, and the reason they had this much freedom was because they both were an only child while I had 2 other siblings, and we were triplets.

 Two girls and one boy. Our parents always said we were the most behaved kids they have ever seen, but you wouldn't be able to tell by how we were now. We all fight every single day over stupid stuff and not so stupid stuff. Once when we first moved in, me and my brother Jeremiah were fighting over which room to get. We both wanted the bigger room for more space for our stuff and we fought for so long that our sister Ariana ended up with it. We both decided not to fight over it anymore because she had the most stuff and it was mostly clothes. While she was most into fashion, I was mostly into my studies and had a lot and I mean a LOT of books until about a year ago when I lost a bet and had to sell most of them. Our brother Jeremiah was into sports. He has played almost any sport you can think of.  Basketball, soccer, football, track, lacrosse, tennis, baseball, golf, hockey. Also while most boys who play sports are sometimes dumb our brother keeps straight A's.

The worst thing I have fought about with someone was surprisingly, a boy and his name was Jace. It was a fight with Ariana. He was her first crush in middle school and she really liked him.They were already friends but she wanted them to be something more. The day she was going to tell him was a week before the Valentine's day dance and she had planned on asking him to go with her. One class before she was going to ask him, he came up to her. What he said crushed her. He came to her to ask what would be the best way to ask ME to the dance. Of course when she asked me if I liked him and I told her no, she didn't believe me. So she ended up not talking to me for about 3 months. Finally she said she would forgive me. I wanted to tell her that she shouldn't be the one forgiving me and that I should be the one forgiving her, but we had already not talked to each other for so long and she was the one that I tell everything to, so I decided to let it slide and from then on we only got into minor fights about little things.

Finally Sam dropped me off at my house . It was like she wanted me to stay, like she didn't want me to go. At that time I didn't think much of it, but when I got to my room, past my siblings and my parents, and was getting ready to take my shower I thought about it some more and realized that something seemed different about her, but I couldn't quite seem to find it out.

When I got my black and blue silk pajamas on, and got in bed I got my notebook. I use my note for a lot of things, I even have it divided into 4 different parts. One was for drawing and I was a really good drawer according to my friends and my parents. My siblings would always tell me that I was the worst drawer that they have ever seen but over time I learned to not let their jokes bring me down. The other pages were for keeping track of important dates like a calendar. It also has something like a diary for everything that happens during my day and the last pages are for school work and homework. Tonight I was using my notebook for drawing. I usually draw people or objects but tonight I was confused about what had happened with Sam earlier today so I drew my feelings. It started with a ton of random lines and ended up as a beautiful sketch.When I was finished, I closed my notebook and layed down saying "maybe things can change."

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Thank you for reading and I just want you guys to know that this is the first book I have ever written and I know it isn't going to be great. Tell me what to fix in the comments. I also don't know how often I will be posting just so you know. Have a great day/night!