High School: One Sided Love Story (One Shot)

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“High School: One Sided Love Story”

Freshman:

Kiera’s POV:

The feeling of attending your first day of class in high school is a bit exited and a bit nervous.

Excited. Who wouldn’t be excited if you’ll start a new chapter in your life and that is being a freshman in high school? You would experience the real meaning of life as a teenager. You’ll discover how to party, drugs, liquor, love, and sex. And because of these, you’ll also learn new things and realize what’s the right and wrong.

Nervous. Everyone does feel being nervous if it’s your first day in high school. You’re scared what will happen to you, your grades, and friends. You’ll get nervous to all the things.

So yeah. It’s my first day as a high school student. Apparently, I’m nervous yet excited. So odd, right?

I’m wearing my new grey t-shirt that has a white skull at the center that reaches on my mid-thigh matching it with a faded blue jeans and a black knee length boots. I combed my dark brown hair in a side swept braid.

I look myself at the mirror one more time and decided that I look alright.

I ran down stairs and shouted at my mom. “Mom, I’m going!”

She emerges from the kitchen and examined me.  “You look great, Honey. And break a leg!”

I smirked.

Oh, I really love my mom. She’s like the coolest mom in the world. She acts like a teenager and gives me some advice about high school, boyfriends, and most of all, sex.

I leave the house and walked to my school. It’s only a 15 minute walk from my house so there’s no need to drive a car (and I don’t have one) or riding on a bus. I also prefer walking than riding. It makes me relax.

I started thinking about my friends. Are they nervous like me? Excited like me? I sighed. I’ll know the answer when I get there. How I wish they didn’t change. I don’t want them to dress like a slut or a nerd. I want them to keep being simple and act like they are just normal teenagers in the world. Like me.

After a few minutes, I arrive in my new school. It has four two storey building which is painted in apple green. At the center of it, it has wide football field.  And it’s just 7:30 which means, I still have 30 minutes to roam around the school. Great.

I drag myself to the office of…. I forgot what kind of office. All I remember is that I get my schedule for the whole school year. 

I checked my schedule and my first subject is History. The fuck?

Why oh why?! Why history?! I’m not good in history! I hate memorizing things and it’s my first subject? Double fuck. After all, it’s in the past! Why study it if it’s already in the past?!

I sighed.

I sat on the bench in front of the school building and I looked on my school map and tried to memorize it. I don’t want to stick it in front of my nose and look like a freak.

I looked on my watch and it tells me that it’s only 7:40. I sighed. 20 minutes left before the ring bells.

Where are my friends anyway? I wondered. It’s already 7:40 and I still haven’t seen them.