him. prologue

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It’s the Summer Vacation and I feel like I’m losing my best friends. Then there’s my mum who is messing with my life constantly and the annoying older sister who needs to know everything going on in my life, the ex-best friend who think she is still more than just a friend… who doesn’t think of anyone but herself. The stack of homework that’s just sitting on my desk haunting me whenever I look at it. Lastly the long lasting wish for the boy of my dreams who doesn’t even notice me.

Life couldn’t be any better. Just the thought of going back to the misery place called school, makes it all sealed. I loved school until the never ending insults and ‘trolling’, started.

I had the thought of a fun filled holiday spend mostly with my bestie, but nothing we had planned happened. I hate life. It’s sort of lame keeping my emotions bottled up but it truly sucks. I have hardly left my room all week, my IPod and sketchbook being my only friends.

So to sum that up, life sucks. I should’ve called the book that but it’s not what my story is about. Well maybe it is but it is about a boy. The only boy I will ever want. I know nearly everything about him, but I wouldn’t exactly say I’m obsessed with him. Okay, maybe I am, but you would too if you'd seen his piercing blue eyes, gorgeous smile, and hair which frames his face perfectly, along with his impeccable body. Wait, that sounds like I sit outside his window, I don't. It was sports day, he was wearing his blue shorts and he took his top off. I know too much. What is wrong with me? I haven’t left my room in a week yet I can remember what the hottest guy in the school wore eight months ago. Shoot me now. Okay, it’s not like I watch him 24/7 but he is a dream. My dream.

School goes back tomorrow, and I’m not exactly dreading it. I can finally see Tara. She said on Facebook last night that she had heaps to tell me but would rather say it face to face. She sounded really excited, but a little anxious... probably just boys again. She’s always getting guys attention, in the time it took me to get my first boyfriend, she'd already been asked out by six guys. She’s always flirting with guys even when she had a boyfriend.

I’m not pretty or anything, well...not as pretty as Tarz. I’m definitely not good enough for the "IT" crowd. Vanessa is the queen of... excuse my French..., 13ITCH. Vanessa and I used to be best friends but when we got into junior high we went our separate ways. That’s where I met Tarz and I’m glad I did. She’s like my other half that I never knew existed, until I found her that is. It sort of sounds lame but it’s true, she brings out the real me.

Anyway it’s time for bed, xxx

Signing out from blogstar.com  mia101

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heey, this is my first story so can you pleaz support me and comment and vote.

promise ill upload soon~

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