(1) Shy, loner, in the corner type...or is she??
Here I am again in San Francisco, California. Stuck in this prison you people call "school." Well I call it jail. No windows, awful people and monotone teachers (some of which smell like pee!) The worst part about it is that the part that most teenagers like about high school is the socializing part. Well I hate that part the most, because I have no one to socialize with. While everyone in the school is having fun and talking to their friends at lunch, I sit here in the corner table, totally isolated from everyone else. Just the way I like it. Actually I hate it. I wish I had friends, but I'm just too shy and boring for anyone to really take interest in me. I wish I could be out spoken. I wish I could be popular.
My name is Aisha Green. I would not call myself pretty, I'm not that unfortunate looking, but I'm just so plain and boring. I have plain, strait blond hair it is medium length. I have big blue eyes (I actually like my eyes) I don't wear any make up. I'm 5' 4. I'm pretty skinny, and really pale. I am in the 10th grade, so therefore I am 15 going on 16 in 2 weeks.
*Picture of Aisha*
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2nd Picture http://img.gactv.com/GAC/2008/07/01/kristyleecook2_v_e.jpg
3rd Picture http://static-p4.fotolia.com/jpg/00/00/04/67/400_F_46772_TDF3Z0fxGD9RthdRsB7QifxGDexFhU.jpg
(Which picture of Aisha do you like better?)
I lean back in my chair at my lonely lunch table and I play with my half empty water bottle. (I don't eat much for lunch; the food is much too nasty!)
"Um, can I sit with you?" I looked up and saw a really tall, super skinny, girl.
"Sure." I said back.
"Thanks, it's my first day and I don't know anyone."
"Where did you go before you came here?" she seems nice.
"I lived in Des. Moines, Iowa. I am so glad to be out of that place! It was so boring!"
"Um...What's your name?"
"O, sorry! My name is Keeley."
*Picture of Keeley*
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"My name is Aisha."
"Ooo! I love that name!"
"Thanks!" we talked all through lunch, and we got to know eachother. Keeley is really funny and seems really nice. I think I finally have a friend. I also found out that I have more than half my classes with Keeley. She has to move, because her parents divorced, and her now she lives with her Dad, and he decided to move out here. Sounds like she is having a rough time, but she doesn't show it. She seems really happy and peppy.
Keeley and I were talking in P.E. (the last period of the day on Friday! Thank god! Also the worst period of the day...torture!) We decided to have a sleep over tonight. I haven't had a sleep over sense I was like 10! Yay! I'm so exciting. Stay cool Aisha, stay cool!
The bell finally rang, I said bye to keeley and I left to the parking lot. (I got my license earlier than some people, so I can drive at 15.) I walk over to my brand new Lamborghini. Eeeepppp!!! I love my new car so much. Well actually it is my dad's my old car. My dad gave it to me for an early birthday present. O yeah, I'm kind of rich. I don't like to brag about it really, so I keep it to myself. Not that I really have anyone to tell. *sigh* my dad is an anesthesiologist. Yeah, sounds like a pretty sweet ass job right? *Sarcasm* O and my great grandpa invented the blender, but just think. Every blender that is sold my great grandpa got a share of the profit. There are a lot of blenders out there. My grandpa then got all of his money, when he passed (RIP) all of that money goes to my dad. That's the story.
