Pain is Life

Chapter 4

No one at my school cares about me. Not one person. But when I first laid eyes on this guy, I cared about him right away. His name is Jake Wong.
It was my third week of school. I was in the cafeteria sitting alone, observing all the morons, then I noticed him. He had the perfect white smile, cute slanted eyes (Because he's Asian), a handsome dark brown mohawk, and he looked hot. I couldn't stop looking at him. He was eating with his group of idiot friends and laughing with his perfect smile.
Then all of a sudden, a girl came over to him, and they kissed. I was pissed! Of course he had a girlfriend. Of course. It crushed me.
I should've known I had zero chance with him. After all, no one cares about me, so why would he, of all people, care about me?
The rest of the day, I spent even more depressed than usual because I knew there was no way I was gonna get Jake. Not in million years. Not even if we were the only two people left on Earth.
I hardly payed attention to who was in my classes, and I didn't care to learn much names, but I found out Jake was in my Geography class. I wondered how I didn't notice him earlier.
My Geography teacher, Mr. Flanagan made us do an assignment in pairs. I made a beline straight toward Jake, and he didn't notice me so he went to work with Rocky.
I couldn't believe it! He was friends with Rocky. Why did God make them friends? Now I was super pissed to find out that Jake had a girlfriend and was friends with one of my biggest enemies. I bolted out of the classroom angry and crying.
I didn't go to the bathroom like usual. People like Dayla would've been there to make my day even worse. I ran to the janitor closet instead.
I probably looked like a total loser doing just running out of the classroom crying like that and Jake saw it. Great. I humiliated myself in front of him.
I hid in there till the day was over. I came home to some more bad news.
My parents had officially signed the divorce papers and my father was moving out. I cried. A lot. I loved my father so much! I couldn't imagine living without him. He planned to move out in a couple of weeks.
I felt like my world had ended! Where's a butter knife when you need it?
I said another hopeless prayer:
Dear God,
I don't understand why you want my life ruined, but please stop, I'm begging you. Also, I know you probably won't listen to a word I'm saying, but I would really love to have Jake. Amen.