Paradoxes of her.

Genesis

I am walking like a zombie at the isle of Zenarta Garden with lots of thoughts running on my mind. Presentation, Paper Works, Election for Student Council and what look should i wear on the first day of school. A Gothic girl? (something like me but not entirely) A nerdy look? (Yeah, im a bookworm mania)or a Bitchy Diva? ( What? not my thing) and oh yeah I'm some kind of a bitch but not in a slutty way. As for me i made my own description of being a bitch and its someone who wouldn't let somebody to bring her down and have a reputation to keep standing still on line. Urrgghh for just one minute please let me relax and feel the softness of...

"What the....???" Someone just bumps into me and all my paper works were shattered on the ground.

"Oh jeez thanks for the help!" I yelled at Him or her. I don't know cause i didn't even saw what that "banging creature" looks like.

"I hate this day!". I whispered (with lots of feeling) to myself. I slowly stand up to keep my posture and put all my paper works in my little bag. This is really a bad hair day plus a stressful afternoon for me. And then again i am about to continue my little dra-maa when i heard a manly voice".

"My bad".He said. It was only 2 words but his voice shivers down in my spine.

"I didn't did that in purpose". He continues. He is a tall guy having his dark blue eyes staring at me. (Should i melt?), brush-up hair that looks like Elvis Presley's hair style in late 70's, Fair skin and an athletic body. hmm pretty impressive.. erase erase eraseeeee.. Should i give my response to him? Maybe not, so i just gave him a cooold stare.

"Don't you have a tongue?" he asked me with some sarcasm in it but still i didn't say a word in fact i immediately turn my back on him as i continue my walkathon.

"Name's Vengeance, what's yours?" This guy never quits ehh?

"I don't talk to strangers!". Now I'm kind of irritated.

"But my name is not strangers, as I said earlier my name is Vengeance". He smiled.

I don't know what his game is but sure I'll play.

"Ok, I forfeit. Yumi. Yumiko Lockhart, Happy now?".

"Yumiko? Nice name. I hope we'll meet again" and then he smiled.

I read my story for the 10th time and still I'm not that happy with it. I just love making stories of my own but i don't know why the hell i can't finish any of it. Darn I'm such a lazy butt and i have to wake the natural wonk in me. I stretch out a little bit..I little bit more.. and a few stretches more and Oh God it's really good then I look at the clock on my bed.

"It's 3:00 am" i said..

"3:00 AM?? what?" with big eyes (bigger than mine) i wink my eyes a few times. I should sleep now, I need to rest because tomorrow is the first day of my college life. As i place myself as a fetus on my comfy bed then gently close my eyes I can feel the silence and I CANT SLEEP LIKE THAT! so I opened my laptop and started to play some old songs. Old songs make me feel so at ease at times like this. Reminds me of my Mom, my Dad, my what-so-ever wicked sister and my little half brother half sister but as he always said he's not a gay. :)

"Sleep now".. i told myself.

I slowly close my eyes again and now I'm starting to feel dreamy land.

"Goodnight Yumiko".. then ZZZZZZZ is now all over my room.

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It was the first day of school and I'm wearing my brown Blair Vintage dress. My hair looks like a bit messy and has a brown ribbon on the side of it. My curly hair matches my Chanel forever diamond bag. As i walk on the entrance of the said campus i can feel the extreme excitement in me. Time to let go of my inner snow flakes princess attitude.