19's Suicides

꩜. Chapter 2 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

Next day in school i came early to my fashion lesson, the fashion studio was big with pink walls and alot of mirrors, mirrors were my biggest enemies i always avoided them.
The first girl to come in was Aria she was really pretty she had long blonde straight hair and always wore makeup. She and i weren't really friends but we knew each other since middle school. She tried being friends with everyone so she could have a good reputation.
I didn't like her but i couldn't resist when she wanted me to hang around with her she never took me seriously and always pointed out my flaws, especially the ugly skin on my face. She felt better about herself when she was around me she loved being close to me and pretend to like me, i despised her.
That day in school she smiled at me and let out a chuckle, she always did that.
I looked at her, and said hello, i had a bad mood since i had more pimples on my face than ever. She asked why i was sad, i didn't want to answer so i said i weren't, she kept pushing me to answer, i got annoyed and kept being silence.
Suddenly our popular classmate showed up, i didn't like him, i knew only cared about his reputation more than anything. ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི For the story i am going to call him James. ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི
James and Aria like most of the teenagers in school enjoyed gossiping.
I never gossiped since I didn't had any friends, but also because i preferred wasting my time over something better than talking bad about strangers.
This time their conversation was over this boy named Bill. ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི again for the story ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི
Bill and i had some complicated past experiences since i liked him in my 8 grade and when I decided to text him he ghosted me and sent the screenshots of the conversation to all of his classmates so they could laugh at me every time they saw me.
Sounds crazy right? Well that's my 8 grade experience.
Back to the timeline, they were gossiping about him for unknown reasons, for the way he sits in class, the way he talks, how weird he acts, and more...
Honestly it proved the what i always knew, how immature and disgusting teenagers could be, because i knew no one has better reasons talking bad about Bill than I had but i never did, i never hated him i was just tired.
I was the gossip, many girls in my school were gossiping, laughing, talking bad about me. That's why i didn't had friends but i was also alone, only if i cared more.
Later the teacher came so James left, i loved my fashion teachers i thought they were the best people on earth.
I was also really bad at fashion so they tried helping me as much as they could.
My teacher did most of my work for me.
Later my photoshop lesson began, i sat next to a boy. Rare thingie for me, they usually keep distance.
He never really spoke to me but that day he kept glancing at me, and even tried talking to me many times, it felt nice.
I thought he was very kind and sweet.
I showed him my work and he showed me his.
But I also couldn't help but to fell a sleep for most of the time, i had little visions of nice dreams, i honestly had the best time there.
When we had 3 lessons left Aria decided to walk with me to the cafeteria, made some un-nice jokes about me and chuckled, again, as usual.
When we came back to class she sat next to me and answered all of the teachers questions, she loved our fashion days since it was the only thing she was good at.
I tried my best at our fashion history class because i was pretty much good at history so it was the only class i had some knowledge about.
And at the end of that day Aria and i walked out of school said goodbye to each other and left, i was happy that day ended and sad at the same time, home was never better.