Have you ever just wondered, 'Why am I here, why couldn't I be someone else?' Well, they is the story of my life right now. everyone says you ha e to be mature, to figure out who you really are. I think I am an exception. My name is Lena, and this is my story.
*Flashback*
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I slam my hand down on my alarm clock as slowly begin to wake up. Joy. First day of Sophomore year. I check my phone for any text messages, and sure enough, I have 34, all from the one and only. My best friend, Danielle.We have known each other for 16 years now. Ever since we were in diapers. Our parents have always been good friends. They have known each other since they were in first grade.
Danny, says she is on her way to pick me up now. Crap! I jump out of bed, and rush to my closet. I get a pair of Jean shorts, and a cute baby blue fitting t-shirt. I put on my white beanie, that says 'she is my best friend-->' And put my new pair of Vans on. They are white with baby blue pokka-dots on them.
I go to my bathroom, and quickly apply a very thin line of eyeliner, and a few swipes of mascara. I brush my hair and my teeth, then I go back into my room, and grab my phone.
I rush downstairs, and grab two protein bars, and sit down at the kitchen table. I start getting my backpack ready to go. Soon enough, I hear a honk, signaling my ride is here. I rush outside, and lock the door on my way out.
I jump in the car and see that Danny is wearing the same exact thing as me, except instead of blue, hers is pink.We even have our matching beanies on.
"Hey!" I say. She just smiles and waves to me. Oh-no... She must be planning something. Then keep realize that she is taking the road that leads away from the school.
I look down, and realize what time it actually is. 6:15. School starts at 8:00.
"Why did you wake me up so early!?!?" I ask her.
"I wanted to get coffee with you." She sometimes does this. We haven't had coffee in a long time... something must be going on...
We pull up to the Cafe, and walk inside. I get the Carmel Macchiato. She gets the same. We find a seat next to the window, and I finally ask what is going on.
"I got a boyfriend!" She squeals. I start smiling. She says he is really sweet and stuff, and then she drops a bomb.
"So, he has a friend, who might I say, is totally your type." She says things like how cute he is, and how much I will like him.
"What is the catch?" I ask knowing there has to be one.
"Wellllll... I might have set us up on a double date tonight...." I look at her like she is crazy.
"You need to move on from that jerk!!!" She says, referring to my ex-boyfriend. He cheated on me with one of outer friends, Stacy.
I haven't dated another guy since. I just can't. It is just too hard. After arguing about everything, I finally agree to go.
Soon enough, it is time to head to school. Wish me luck!!!
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Novela JuvenilHave you ever just wondered, 'Why am I here, why couldn't I be someone else?' Well, they is the story of my life right now. everyone says you ha e to be mature, to figure out who you really are. I think I am an exception. My name is Lena, and this i...