Entry three

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Dear Child,

I hadn’t spoken to my family since my departure on the plane when leaving for this hellhole (as I kept calling it) and I didn’t even want to speak to them to be honest. If they heard about the parties that the kids in grade 11 held for us to all attend on the weekends then they would immediately pull me out of this school. I couldn’t deal with that just yet because 1) I wanted to fit in a bit more before deciding whether I positivity knew I wanted to leave and 2) I desperately wanted to know more about James Hughes, a 14 year old, extremely attractive guy whose popularity status had risen ever since him and Samantha Jacobs had ‘done it’ in grade 8 at the Narnia forest (as we all called it) behind the school oval. That’s not why I wanted to know him though. I didn’t think he would go for a girl like me anyways. I was pretty, but not vain like blonde, long legged Samantha Jacobs who had been obsessing over James ever since ‘that day’. He, of course, had no interest in her feelings about him, but continued to be a jerk and lead her on. And this was the exact reason why I had never had a boyfriend or ever been kissed. Something that was extremely rare in my grade. It was almost social suicide to never had been kissed because everyone was now moving onto the next stage or ‘base’ as they called it. I had just never been a follower of that crowd and my best friends understood that. Man I missed them, it felt like a whole other life was being held up there and I wasn’t even apart of it anymore. I still felt alone, but that soon changed.

Love Ebony May xoxo

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