more than this // lrh

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I made my way down the school halls just trying to get through the door. My eyes still burned with tears after the days earlier events. People here are the greatest. I get teased because people know about my parents not having a lot of money. I have the latest version of the iPhone, something I could on,y afford myself with saving my money over the course of 5 months. My flip phone was too out dated and I needed something to view my tumblr on other than the sad thing I call a computer. I own a lot of clothes from pac sun and forever 21 but that was my own money. We live in an apartment on the east side of San Francisco just a few miles from the famous Golden Gate Bridge. I'm very grateful for everything I own. My parents are never home and they work so hard for the money we have. I have a down fall though, my boss who's like a second mom to me discovered the cuts on my wrists, to say I was a sobbing mess after wards was an understatement. I hate how sad I am constantly but I can't help it. That's how my mind is. I'm trying so hard to be happy but that's hard when you don't have much. The only thing g that's keeping me around is the music and the lovely boy who only speaks one word to me in the coffee shop. That word, or should I say words is "thank you". A word I hear a lot after I hand costomers their drinks. I want to know his name so I can acknowledge him when he walks in but I'm too shy to ask. But back to school. Everyone here calls me poor coffee girl. I hate it so fucking much and today I wasn't feeling too hot so I snapped quicker than normal.  Tears rolling down my cheeks as I made my way down the block towards my work. I work from 3-9 during school and 10-6 on my free time. My family and I need the money. As my tears began to slow I noticed I was getting closer to the shop so I began scrolling through my tumblr. I was so consumed in what I was doing I didn't notice the boy in front of me. The same boy who's always in the shop. The same boy constantly on my mind. I ran right into him almost falling down. "Oh my god I'm so sorry" you apologized still brushing yourself off. "No problem, I wasnt looking either" you heard the familiar voice. It couldn't be, could it? And you looked up into those familiar blue eyes and you knew, it was him.