Moving On

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Chapter 1: Selena

The city is my life. After classes I make it a point to drop by the coffee shop to study, then I roam around the mall a bit and then call my driver to pick me up, actually, everything's already like a routine.

Five feet and four inches tall, size 14, white skin, straight dark hair with brown eyes. Some say that I have a beautiful face though the number who says that "overall, You're ugly" are equal. Actually, the truth is, I don't really care, I remember I once watched a t.v. show and the host said that "it doesn't matter what people think of you, as long as you feel and know that you're beautiful, you will be and that's all that matters", I may not know her but surely, I believe in her.

So far, people tell me that they see me as confident, fun to be with, loud, talkative, smart, someone who can live all by herself and doesn't need a man in her life; but the truth is, secretly, I've been looking for love - desperately!

Since I was a kid I've watched movies of sweet love stories, in high school I wished I had the same love life, I didn't. I was just secretly in love with my guy best friend but then, through the years I realized he would never see me anything more than that. I know he definitely thinks I'm just 'One of the Guys', 'a buddy', 'a guy in girl's clothing with the same attitudes as a girl' as he would like to put it or sometimes he calles me a 'sissy guy' or a 'girl dude'.

Sadly, and fortunately we separated in college. Because it was at that time that I realized we were never meant to be. I tried to stay friends with him but time just brought us apart, we are one of those "relationships" that ended in "we just stopped talking". The last time we talked, it was the most awkward thing ever, it was like chatting with someone that I knew for the first time. It was all the way weird! Now, were just like two people who'd never met each other. Months after we went to college we lost connection and no one knows what had happened to him and I guess he doesn't know what happened to me either.

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