Jen and I are very different from each other.
She's tall and has a body to die for. She runs every morning and she practices volley, so let's say that she's quite fit. Her hair resemble to the horizont ; a beautiful red mixed with ginger , and to complete the masterpiece she's got big hazel eyes.
Jen always manages to catch the attention of the guys who walk past her, and yet she has never had a boyfriend before. She says she's waiting for "the one", and to be honest I totally support her, as I'm doing the same thing. I mean , I'm not going to date the first idiot who asks me out, and the fact that I see the male gender as a threat, due to what I'm going through, It doesn't help the situation much.
Anyway my luck with catching boy's attention isn't as good as Jen's, and I'm not complaining, cause I hate being at the center of the attention, but I crave for somebody to look at me as I'm the thing that matters the most to him, and protects me from this evil world.
I'm a bit shorter than Jen, definitively more curvy, as I'm deeply in love with food and me and sport don't really get along together. I've got plain brown hair and simple brown eyes.
I'm an average I guess.
But the thing that really makes us different is the fact that Jen is outgoing and willing to meet new people, me, on the other hand, I stutter and blush a lot when I talk to strangers, even people of my own age, so you can guess I'm more timid and I think I have a slight social anxiety too.
But despite the differences, we have a lot of thing in common, and our points of view about life are quite similar.
Every time I think of the first time we met I always laugh a little in my head.
Practically we were shopping at the same shop "Forever 21" at the time, and coincidentally we were trying the same dress.
When we appeared from our dressing rooms to show our moms how It looked on us, we came out at the same time and we noticed each other.
She started laughing saying "You really have a good taste girl! We should totally be friends!"
I giggled and nodded. At first I thought she was just joking, but when we got out of the shop, she asked my name and which school I was attending.
She had just moved in Boston at the time, and I found out that she was going to attend my school.
She moved in at sophomore year,and since then we've been best friends.
But now, by the end of the senior year, we are going to be far away from each other. She's going to transfer..
• • • •
"Ellie! Ellie!!", Jen whispers/shouts rather annoyed. I guess I zoned out. Oopss.
"Yeah?!" I answer, smiling awkwardly at her.
We are now at the school library, and since we had a spare hour, we decided to just do our math homework.
"I don't understand anything! I mean, how am I supposed to solve this freacking problem, when I don't even understand the logic of the exercises!?" she whispered, moving her hands around tragically.
I laughed to myself at this. She's not good at math, like I am, but she's the best when It comes to drawing, unlike me. I'm terrible at it. We use our potentials to help each other, and this is another pro of this sister-ship.
"Ellie don't you dare laugh at me! I'm disperate! Please help me! Please! Please! Please! Pretty please!" she said making a puppy face. At this point I guess the whole library knows that Jennifer Horan needs help for her math homework.
"Okay hun. Just don't scream or we'll get kicked out, and listen carefully at me, understood?!" I said. She nodded happily.
And boy, the next forty minutes were going to be terrible for me.
• • • •
"Thank you so much Ellie!!", screamed Jen, as soon as we got out of the library. It took me more than half an hour to make her understand how the integrals work. And believe me it drove me insane.
"Nothing Jen, I hope all this work was worth It, and you pass the test. Seriously I've got an headache now thanks to you! I don't know how I'm gonna make it out alive from physics the next our!" i said massaging my temples.
Jen giggled saying "Oh c'mon Ellie don't be soooo traaaaagic!"
"Yeah yeah" I dismissed her laughing.
We were heading to our lockers ,so we could change our books. But as soon as we reached them, I saw a boy, well actually his back, with large shoulders, was facing me, who was gatherings some books, that eventually had fell from his hands, right in front of my locker.
So I slowed down, in order to wait for him to go away from there. I didn't recognize him, so I didn't want to face him.
"Why are you slowing down Ellie?" asked Jen.
She was a step ahead from me, nearer to the anymous guy, than to me.
Apparently he listened her voice, cause he turned his head to our direction, and when I saw his face I gasped, feeling numb.
"What the hell is he doing here?!" I thought to myself.
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Well this is the third chapter so far, and It may seem like a cliché or boring story, but I promise that the plot isn't like that. I'm not gonna say anything more.
I know that I tend to update rarely, but I've got my uni exams to do, so a lot to study.. Sorry! 🙊
Kristina 😊🐰
p.s. Im looking forward to know your opinions about this story, and if I should change anything just let me know, as I said I'm not a professionist and with your judgmentes I'll get better at writing. Thank you ❤
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