The Story Of Us

January 4th- 12:00 PM Amber

Ash has ended the chat

I awoke to that notification every morning, setting the mood for an unpleasant day. I never know what I did wrong or what caused them to end the chat, yet it still happens everyday. I couldn't understand what made me so unattractive to guys, I mean I must be the most attractive girl in this city. I can have anybody I want here, but once I step outside the boundaries, no one wants me.

They're just ignorant Amber, you know you're the best looking one for miles.

I smirked a bit, pleased that my conscious was on the same page as me. We make a pretty great team, we always agree on everything. I got out of bed and stared into my closet in the corner. A light blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans were calling my name, just begging for me to wear them. I slipped them on, barely managing to tightly squeeze inside, and gave a look of approval in the mirror. My dark black hair fell perfectly on my shoulder like always, complimenting my light tan. My gray eyes glistened with confidence, an enticing look that draws guys in with ease. I looked like a goddess.

Bzzzz. Bzzzz.

My eyes darted to my dresser, where my phone was buzzing constantly. I picked it up and saw it was just an alarm, reminding me that it was time to go to the first class of the day. You must be asking why a perfect, pretty girl like me would need to go to school, but you can rest assured that I'm not going for the benefit of education. I'm strictly going to just meet guys my age, hoping to find my one true love just like in the movies. My priorities are as follows: Me first, guys second, school last. School doesn't have to be my main plan of action, my dad is the CEO of some food company so I'm set for life. I walked to the counter and grabbed my pale red backpack, slipped my red Converse on, and walked out the door.

The university was only a few blocks away from my apartment, which provided a great opportunity to get in daily exercise. It was only the first day, yet I was so full of confidence that it felt like I've done this before. I just knew that all guys would drop dead when they saw me and that's all that matters. Just walking down the street captured the eyes of several onlookers, all wishing they could be just like me or with me. I just flashed my signature smirk and passed by, further boosting my confidence. The sun was shining brightly overhead, lighting my pathway under the trees and buildings like a runway. The university was finally in my sight, as well as the guys walking in the door. One in particular caught my eye, a tall, blond guy with a black hoodie. I made sure to capture his image in my mind so that I could find him later.

As I walked down the hallway, I kept my eyes peeled for the guy, as well as my classroom. Sadly, the classroom came first, and as I walked inside I realized I was one of two others in the room. Near the back row was a light brown-headed girl who slumped back out of shyness, and towards the front was a blond chick who held herself up proudly. The girl in the front reminded me of myself a bit, so I moved to sit by her.

"Hi, I'm Amber. What's your name?" I asked her as I sat down.

"Sylvia. Nice to meet you Amber!" she said with excitement as she shook my hand. I quickly retracted my hand, however, for the rest of the class was entering the room. Including my guy. I made eyes at him, beckoning him to come sit by me. He looked my way with a solemn face, appearing to decide to come sit by me. He began to move towards me slowly.

This is your chance Amber, take it.

As I opened my mouth to speak, it turned into a jaw drop followed by a huff of frustration. He moved straight past me and sat by the girl at the back.