Chapter 1 - The Very Beginning

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I can't remember when the last time was, I ate or drank anything, aside from alcohol that is. I just don't want to go out. Not even out of this room. Staring at the cracks of my rooms ceiling seems to calm me. Nobody cares anymore. No matter what I say or show them, I know that NO ONE will ever believe me ever again.

Who would have known that the most popular, prettiest, hottest, smartest girl in town would ever end up as the most hated person in the entire universe? Here I go again, telling lies about myself just to get your attention. I am a fat, sad, not so pretty girl trying so hard to fit in. At least being smart is one thing true I told you about me. But I'll get there promise.

I am Asia. My last name is not important. No one cares anyway. I did something bad and now I am regretting my words and my actions. I never realized how words would end up ruining people's lives. This may be sad for some, but I kind of think it's exciting.

It all started when I was little, like little. I was 5 as I remember. I was already chubby. Round belly, dark brown curly hair, my hair was always messy because I don't like anybody touching it. People say my skin was as white as snow back then. I was a cocky little girl. I didn't have many friends back then. Other kids don't like me. Only few people can stand my bratty attitude when I was a kid. Just my parents of course, my nanny and this one girl I met back in my childhood.

"Hi, I'm Asia " 5-year old me talking to a beautiful girl in my kindergarten class. She's wearing a bright red dress. I remember it clearly. Her hair was as black as coal and perfectly straight. Her skin is pinkish white, and her cheeks are chubby. She has wide eyes and pouty lips that is as red as strawberry. Really beautiful.

"I'm Leila " she said. That angelic voice of her is unforgettable. As you hear it you will feel calm and peaceful.

"We own this school you know " little me bragging my ass out so she would play with me. "Do you want to play? We can go to the swing."

"Sure " she replied sweetly. " We can take turns pushing each other on the swing ".

Of course, I said yes.

We became friends since then. We always hang out with each other. Sharing lunches, snacks, candies, weird dreams and funny art works. We both liked the same things.

As we grew, our friendship grew closer. We had this kind of bond that is of like a cat and dog. We argue over things a lot, but people cannot say our name without thinking of the other. We share all our secrets. I was totally honest with her. I can be myself around her. Bratty Asia does not bother Angelic Leila, not at all.

Then we became teenagers. I changed a lot and so has Leila. We kind of grew up intact but peer pressure got in the way. Leila started to make her way to the top and I became someone I never hoped to be. No one hopes to be me.

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This is a short one.

Sorry for the grammar and spelling lapses, don't hate. Don't judge.

I know my story sucks but hopefully my readers will be patient and still read it.
I'm trying to squeeze out all the writer's juices out of me.

I'm not perfect.

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