Hi! my name is Annabelle Pham ( She is as Ariana Grande, because hey. An Annabelle suits a girl like her because it's a cute name. And, I know Ari's 19, just pretend she's 16 .-.)
I am not much of an out going girl, but I like taking walks.
my life is great, but it would be better if my parents were here.. would it not?
I get good grades in school, which you wouldn't expect since a lot of high school students at my school to get good grades.
I love the color green!
I'm sorry I'm being a bit boring ^-^ I'm not the typical fun loud girl.
But I promise you I am not a nerd, but I don't care if you call me one :)
When I was ten I promised my parents to always listen, do my best, and be strong, and I remember they had tears streaming down their faces.... I wonder what that was about.. Before that promise, I was a slack.
I was queen of lazy town, but seeing my parents crying isn't going to fit for me.
But Ironically, now six years later- which means I'm sixteen- My parents died after the day I promised them..
I suppose it was a car accident... Or did i?
I am currently in my 3rd year of high school. Yay next year senior year :)
I am in an honors class
i love music
I love my life. If it weren't for my parents, I wouldn't be like how I am today.
I got up to the sound of my ear blowing alarm. I miss when my mother used to always wake me up in a more soothing way no matter the age.. she was only 37 for Pete's sake.. Why did she have to die at such a young age for a mother? I turned off the alarm, and took a large breath. Although I am smart ( In my opinion compared to others), all teens need a break. Five days of endless writing and annoying conversations. I sat up on the bed, and I moved a strand of my velvet hair to the side, and I stood up. I walked to my dresser, and looked into the mirror revealing my messy hair. I picked up my hair brush. This is going to hurt. I brushed my hair, but when there was a knot, which there were many, I had to pull the brush hard down so it would get untangled. My scalp hurt, and my arms were aching. I then tied my hair with a ribbon. I looked at all the make up my dad bought me when i was 9. I smiled at the memory. It was my 9th birthday, and I always wished for make up. But now I don't, because it's another way of covering who you are inside.. With out make up you can actually express the real you and not some barbie doll. I then remembered- to brush my teeth! good lord. I looked at the time, 7:10. Great I only have twenty minutes. I ran to the bathroom which was right across my room, and I quickly grabbed the toothpaste and my toothbrush. I popped open the cap, and I squeezed the tube and watched the toothpaste being placed on my toothbrush. I quickly brushed my teeth, and then washed my face. I felt so much better getting that weird raw fish-like taste in my mouth. I ran back to my room, and into my closet. I chose a simple outfit, but I only have 14 minutes until the school doors open! I quickly ran into my closet and took out a rather pink out fit and slipped it on, following with pink flats which I didn't completely put them on. I ran out of my closet and picked up my Hello Kitty book bag, and I ran out of the room, down the small hall, and down the stairs. I almost slipped and fell, because my left heel wasn't completely in the sparkly pink flats i was wearing. I fixed my flats and then I quickly ran to the kitchen. I opened up a box of cereal bars, and I took one. I ate and chewed as quick as I could, and i threw out the garbage. I walked to the door, and unlocked it. I walked out and then I locked it again. I literally ran for my life. I will not get late for the first time! I was only half a block away, and there was only 4 minutes until they open I gasped in relieve. I bumped into this- rather cute boy.
" Sorry I- I woke up late and I can't be late and-" I stuttered
" It's fine" he said. He picked up a cigarette and puffed a breath.
How could a good looking guy- be doing bad things?
" can I help you" he said coldly. I shook my head no. I walked away from him, and when I walked, the doors opened. I'm still a couple feet away from the school. I ran to the steps, and I walked up.
" Hello ms. Pham! How is one of my favorite students doing today?" the Assistant principle said.
" I'm uh great" I said. Mr. Smith always hated me- but today? Not so sure. I walked away from him with a nod, and I went to stair case B and I went up four tiring, exhausting steps. I walked to my homeroom, 410. I walked in the room and heard multiple names like loser, nerd, baby, daddy's girl, crazy, weird, or freak.
" Everyone, please stop talking, we have a new student in our class." ms.Bern said. It's January. Really?- In January? I quietly sighed- What's he or she going to call me this time? I saw a guy, which looked familiar walking in. He's the guy who I bumped into earlier. God I hated him ever since I saw him sm0ke that cigarette.
" This is Jason Mcann" Ms. Bern continued. Girls quietly squealed, and he winked at them. Boys.
" I am sorry, but we have no more seats exept the one next to Annabelle Pham over there. Great. He mumbled something inaudible, but I could tell it was a curse- or a name. But hey, I'm going to be strong. You can take away my own name, but not my dignity. He sat on the desk next to me, with his feet on the desk.
" May you put your feet down" Ms. Bern asked " That is not allowed in this school"
" Miss, I'm only here to learn. If you have a problem, have a conversation with my gun. My jaw dropped. he had a- gun? How old is he? Like 17-18? [ yes I know he's 19 in real life just go with it ] Everyone was suddenly quiet after what he said.
" be strong, listen, try your best" I mumbled to my self. Then Jason coldly glared at me. Everything was awkward right now, but the bell broke it. I sighed in relief. I walked to my first class, math. Today we were supposed to bring in calculators. I walked into the class, and everyone waved hi to me. You see, these people are nicer than my home room, but sadly. Jason was in this class. I thought everyone in our class gets different schedules. Maybe I thought wrong. He sat next to me. " Hello beautiful mind if I sit here?" he said.
" No" I said. Then he scooted his desk closer sending shivers down my back.
" why you scared darling. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be sitting alone" he said.
" Do you even have math first?" I asked trying to change the subject.
" Nope" he said popping the p.
" why are you here? You'll get in trouble!" I said.
" I'm here for you " he said.
" go!" I said
" Too late the late bell already rang" he said
I groaned. This. Was going. To be. A long day.
