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Chapter One:
When I was a kid, I thought I would be famous in high school. I was right about being famous, but it's not the way I expected thungs to turn out. I was quite known but not for who I am or for what I did. I was kniwn because of my best friend. You see,my best friend is one of those pretty girls but she's not snobby. She is actually really nice. Her name is Sophia.
I've known her all my life but we started growing closer only during the sixth grade. But that is another story.
So Sophi( my nickname for her) is really pretty, in fact, quite famous in school too. Ever since the sixth grade, we've been the best of friends. She wasn't that known back then, but in seventh grade, it changed. New students started coming in, so new friends. Sophi would just be walking along the corridors and guys would be making aisles for her. They don't really matter to her. It's just really awkward because I always walk with her and these guys are making aisles for HER, not me, so pretty awkward, yeah.
Sophi is really down to earth, a great gal of many sorts. Although, sometimes these guys kind of get her attention a lot too.
Now we're in the ninth grade. So basically, I have had to put up with it for almost three years now. I never tell Sophi that this is how I feel because what if she abandons me? What if I am left down in the dump with no one to talk to? You can really say I am scared to lose her. I am scared cause she is the bestest friend anyone could ever have. No one would want to lose that.
She still gets quite a lot of male attention but she does have a boyfriend now. Josh. They are a really cute couple. Josh is.... what you would call, the popular jock. He's in basketball and he's quite good looking, not bad.
I think enough about the rest?
So I am Hazel James. Sophia Welsh's best friend.
I am the popular girl's best friend, the pretty girl's best friend and other name like that. I'll be honest with you, I am sick of being known like that. No, I do not and would never blame Sophi for that! It's just sometimes too much to take in that I don't get known for who I am. I am not know for what I am. An aspiring songwriter, daydreamer and even a hopeless romantic. Sophi's popular creds get me dragged in too. So you could say, I'm popular but I'm just known as Sophi's friend. I really wish I could do something about it but I... I just can't. I don't have the courage.
Me not having enough courage is the reason why I'm into songwriting now. To express my emotions, whether it's happiness, sadness, pain or anger. Writing is my escape. My escape and chance to unwind from all the drama that I'm being dragged into.
Enough about me, I might start to go narcissistic. Yuck!
So today was the start of the second week of school. Thank the heavens! The first week was horrible. "Sophia's friend, cool girl's friend, hot girl's friend!" UGH. Worst ever.
No one even knows about my song writing! Except for Sophi, of course. These hooligans around school don't even know me. They don't know where I'm from and all those details. It hurts, ya know? So frickin much!
So basically now, I'm walking to my first period class, Science. I don't even notice that I bump into someone. "ouch!" I manage to mutter. "Oh I am so- HAZE?!"
"Ummmm, hi Sophi!"
"Actually, I need to-" dammit. She got interrupted!
"SOPHI BABES!"
And then I hear a loud, shrill scream from Sophi. So that must have been Josh..
"I missed you so much, Joshy!"
"I did too, baby. Josh cooed back.
What the heck?! It's only been one weekend!
By then, I was ready to gag. I have no problem with me having a relationship but when I see other people, it's so weird. I told Sophi that I had to go and that I'd see her later. Well, you could say that that was an excuse to to leave but I was starting to get late for Science anyways! Just as I found a seat, Ms. Gonzales arrived. We were supposed to check attendance but she left her sheets. Luckily, there was a spare copy on the desk so she used it. I was seated at the back so I would be the last to get called. So halfway already and I got bored so I started playing with my pen. When it reached my turn, Ms. Gonzales said, "Hazel James?" I spoke out loud, "PRESENT!" I heard her murmur something that I didn't know would blow me off the top. "ah. Miss Welsh's friend!"
That was enough. Next thing I know, I'm running through the corridors looking for a closet. Sadly, to no avail, no closet at all. I mean, what kind of school is this?! Where's the janitor's closet?! UGH. Finally I see a random door. Not looking at the name on the wood, I rush inside. Panting, I turn around to see which room it is. And when I turn around, my eyes widen.... Little did I know that this sight in frint of me would change thungs A LOT.
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