The tenacious journey of a girl lost in love

Nice To Meet You

November 2, 2015 12:46 AM

Dear whoever comes upon this,
I do hope that you enjoy my story. At this point in time I've no idea what the end will ensure but I'm guessing by the time my story is found I'll be long gone, dead and forgotten by all surrounding. Now I'm sure you're curious if you've continued on this far so let me tell you who I am and what to expect, I guess. Hi there, my name is Isabella Mari Figueroa, what's yours? (Answer aloud please, maybe I can hear you), what a a beautiful name. My family calls me "Bella" but most my friends call me "Isa", but you can call me whatever name the pleases you. At this point in time that I'm writing this, I am only 15 years old. Just starting my life. I'm sitting in bed while my family is asleep and I'm also playing music. It helps me concentrate. The beginning of my story, as it is all I can predict at the moment, is going to be following me through high school. There's a girl involved, obviously;there's always someone involved somehow. She's special to me but sadly she doesn't know. She's oblivious to the power she has over me. I mean, she could tell me to murder a man and "For her, I'd do it a thousand times over." Regardless of the consequences ahead. Though, she'd never ask me to do such a thing, thankfully. I'd met her in middle school. Middle school, that was when all of this started. The 8th grade, to be more precise. She was sweet, loving, caring; really everything was good about her. I knew that moment when she looked at me in US History and said the first "Hi" of many more to come, that I was totally and utterly, screwed. (Mind you, I'm only now in the 9th grade and I can already see myself being friends with her for a very long time.) ( OH! And I forgot to mention I'm blonde, blue eyed and 5'3. I'm also Cuban- American. I draw very well and I sing too. I have a very loud laugh that for some reason all my friends love which I can't see because I think it sounds a little weird, mostly cause I sound like a witch. But she loves it so I laugh often to just see her beautiful smile. She's probably goi g to read. This one day. Or soon. Depending on if I tell her about the story I'm leaving behind.) What's funny about this girl is how oblivious she really is. She knows I like a girl. I told her a description which, obviously, was her, and she noticed. She bugs me every once in a while about who it is but I don't give her any answers. I like to tease her. It's something we do. I know I can't keep calling her "the girl" so I might as well just tell you her name. Or not and just let you know later on? Yea, I like like that idea better.

November 15, 2015 7:35 PM

Oh god... I'm so screwed. What am I even doing anymore? This week has been so hectic. My Bestfriend couldn't make it to the movies and we couldn't have our planned sleepover and that upset me. So on Tuesday, I had a club meeting for GSA (Gay Straight Alliance) and I go in like normal and mention this movie we'll be watching on Friday and so I think OMG let me ask her if she wants to come with me. Now, normally, I would NEVER have enough confidence to ask her something like that but this day specifically I had let my hair down and got so many compliments, it gave me a self-esteem boost and so I was going to ask her later on when I saw her. I get to where we normally sit and she looks at me with that cute little smile of hers and says "Isabella my babe OMG I love you hair! You look so freaking cute!!" And I shit you not my face had the biggest smile on if. She's so cute. My others fiend Laura said that my curls are literally fouls because my blonde hair gives it that golden affect and she actually took a picture for the golden curl of life. I was laughing after that. Anyways, my friends Christian and Agustina finally showed up and like usual just made stupid ass jokes about each other. When she was done eating she laid down on the grass with her bag as her pillow and after. Few minutes I guess she got really frustrated and looked at me and said "Ok Isabella I need you to come cuddle with me because my bag just is -no. Now hurry babes I need my cuddles." How? How can she be so cute? Seriously?! When I started cuddling with her, out of habit, I started playing with her hair which is favorite thing. I don't know why. After lunch I walked her to her sixth period Like usual and we were talking and she just looked at me with this cute ass smile of hers and winks at me out of no where. Why do you do this? How can you do this? How can you make my heart beat so fast I think it's going to explode and yet you can be so calm? We kept walking to her class and while in the middle of talking she grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together. SHE'S NEVER DONE THIS. HELP BRAIN! NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO THINK! Somehow in my state of panic I managed to start rubbing her hand with my thumb and man have I never been more happy to have that habit. I finally look back up at her. She had her head down and was trying to he her face from me but I can still see her beautiful smile and that tint of red on her cheeks from my angle. That alone made me smile like a maniac. I thought my face would never stop smiling. She was being so adorable, guys you don't understand. By then we'd gotten to her class. Rather than normal exchange of nicknames and I loves you, she kept her hold on my hand, pulled me closer and kissed my cheek. She looked at me so innocently said "Bye babe, I love you" and walked into her class taking my heart with her. I couldn't stop smiling even if I wanted to. Maybe I'll tell you her name some other time.