Winggirl and Wingbi

The Perks of Being an Insecure Narricist (Teddy's Backstory)

It all started when I was born.In 1999 the world was graced with me.At the time I was just a small bundle of confused atoms and it took me a while to learn how to do basic things like walking because I had more of an interest in learning how to fly.I guess that's how I could explain my outlook on life,I often try to build things off a shaky foundation because,in my mind things don't move fast enough.I'm learning though,just like everyone else in this crazy world.
The events leading up to when I met Isabelle are kind of distarous.
I began my first year in secondary school in a completely different school and honestly,I hated it there.The teachers were rude and obnoxious and most of the people there were among the worst people I've ever met.There was rumours spread about me every other week and the friends I did make were manipulative.
On the upside though being there did teach me how to deal with manipulative people and how to spot the types of tricks they pull.My advice-the minute they start pulling crap with you,call them out on it.That lets them know you're not going to take it.
Anyways,In my second year of the sad excuse for an education establishment I fell ill and had to be hospitalised to get my gallbladder out.In effort to keep up I requested work be sent out to me-the teachers refused and long story short I failed my exams and was forced tp stay back a year.
During the summer after hearing I was being held back I decided to switch schools.(Or maybe I threw a tantrum and lost my shit and my parents made the decision for me....the memory is foggy)
So on my first day of 2nd year 2.0 I was brought to Isabelle's class and we were introduced to each other.
When we first met we were extremely weary of each other.I had social anxiety (when I say had I mean have,i just manage it better now).Naturally we were quite distant for a while until we both began to make more of an effort with each other.Our friendship developed,to the point I was able to comfortely blurt out random things that were on my mind.Isabelle recalls an instant in the next chapter.
To be honest we dont know absloutely everything about each other but thats okay because we're still young and all that jazz.
(Although if I'm honest I don't feel young like college is fast approaching and I dont know what to do because everyone wants you to have like 30 years worth of experience when you're only 16 and its the worst cause I have to manage like a million different things to fill the quotas of all these different people who expect different things from me and it's the most stressful thing I swear I saw a gray hair the other day)