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Let me first tell you this, I don't believe in love. There is no such thing. People lie, cheat, hate, kill, hurt, die...not love. Love doesn't exist. How can it with all of those terrible things happening? I used to believe in all the fairy tale stories, sure, I was a little girl, who didn't. I believed in true love, that a prince would come and save me. I stopped believing that when my parents died in a car accident 5 years ago. I stopped believing in everything. I was 12 years old and I had no one. My parents were the greatest, they accepted me for who I was and encouraged me to do the best I could with everything. All they ever wanted was for me to be happy, and I was. Not anymore though. 

In school, I'm teased, bullied, beat up, and everything else. There's nothing good for me here. I'm glad it's my Senior year, although I'd prefer I already be out of schooling. I live with my aunt. She's a stripper so she's never home, which leaves me to an empty house most of the time. When she is home all she does is sleep, but it doesn't bother me since she looks at me like I'm a lost puppy when she's awake. 

I shut down my laptop and put it away. Today is going to be a long day. As I head out the front door to my house I don't bother grabbing my backpack, it's only the first day of school anyway. I'm against driving or even being in a car so I walk everywhere. I mean EVERYWHERE, no matter how far it is. As you can imagine, I'm in great shape. It takes me 20 minutes for me to get to school. I can feel the dread inside as I get closer. Welcome to Baine High, I read the sign when I walk by. Smirking I think to myself, welcome to Hell is what it should say. I can already see people gathering in front of the double doors of the school waiting to be let in. Thankfully, no one has noticed me and I stand in the back to keep it that way. 

The bell rings and the huge crowd of people push their way through the doors that seem too small. Eventually I make it inside the building, no one has noticed me yet and I scurry to class to keep it like that, but someone trips me and I fall on my face. Just great, the perfect way for me to start the year. I get up without looking at who did it and continue walking to class. 

My class is pretty full but I could see one empty table in the back. Needless to say I sit there. I could feel everyone's eyes sticking to me as I make my way to the back so I keep my head down. I just wanted the day to be over already. A couple minutes pass until the late bell rings and I look ahead as the teacher walks in with a girl. She looks new, but not in the way that she looks uncomfortable or nervous. She's wearing a skirt that shows off her legs and a tight fitting shirt that enhances the perfect curves of her body. I stare at her body for a few seconds longer before looking at her face. Her brown eyes held mine for a few seconds before she smiled. I felt my heart stop beating and the air leave my lungs. Her hair fell just below her shoulders in perfect waves. 

After a while I realized I was staring and I felt my face turn red as I looked down at the table. That was embarrassing. This day couldn't possibly get any worse, but I knew better than to think that. I looked at my watch, 7:45. I still had a long way to go. 

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