There's always a time when you wish you could go back. Redo. Relive. Praticley wish it had never happend. I do. Everyone does. Your neighbor does. Your best friend does. But in real life, what can we do? Nothing. That's what you can do. You could always wish it never happened, but really it did.
Ella
I walked down the stupid hallways. Of our stupid school. Of a school where everything was just stupid. I kneeded my hands and wreastled with my mind about the whole, "Live with what you got," idea. My brown eyes scanned the scattered kids. The thing that sucked about living in a small town with an even smaller school, was that you knew everyone's story. There's Isabella who was a rich snobby kid eveyone just so happend to love but really, she hated being rich. Jospheh was a cute guy but he was so shy the teachers didn't believe he even had a voice. Which happend to be severly silly because if you knew him, you'd know he was a really funny kid who had a meloncoly voice. But then, where was also those kids, you know what I mean. Those kids that have a sob story of a life. Thankfully, there was only two of those at our school. Well three if you included myself, but for now, we won't. Leah and Brennen. Those two had a sob story. Leah's mom and dad both died in the war leaving her tweleve month old sister, three year old brother, and herself in her grandparent's hands. Don't get me wrong, it's a beautiful story once you know the whole thing but her grandparent's aren't the happiest people on Earth. But in perspecitve, it's better than nothing right? And then there's Brennen. Oh poor Brennen. His live was a mess last year. Not a mess, more like a disaster. His life was going down in flames all because of a picture of his girlfriend(ex) and him saying, "Give me one more chance." Plus a hundred text messages saying, "I'm sorry," and "Lets start over." No one saw this as cute and sweet and a real love story as I did. Everyone saw this as stupid, dessprate, and a loner sistuation. To make a long story short, they bullied him and he was close to just giving up. I can't explain much right now for I'm walking into my first hour class with Mrs.Neptrude. Agh, this'll be fun.
Izzy
I knelt down to the ground and tied my brand new Vans. They were gorgeous. Unlimitedly, the perfect shade of pink.
Standing up I brushed off my designer blue jeans. I couldn't be caught dead in Macy's jeans. Eww. I shivered at the thought of the thickly stitched jeans.
"Iz!" I heard a voice screech across the court yard of Beltamore High School.
"Hi babe!" I yelled back out at the one and onlDell.Dell raced up to me and threw her arms around my neck.
I loved my Della and all but, this was high school, and she was wearing that.
"Ella! It's the first day of school! You're wearing," I stuttered for a second. "That."
Dell looked down at her clothes. I'd only admit this to myself but her clothes weren't THAT bad. She was wearing a fall type off-white sweater that was loosely knit. Her jeans were ripped in several places and had started to fringe. Moccasins were basicly, her. She had her blonde, straight hair up in a messy bun and her blue glasses fit her only because of her light blue eyes.
"You're point?" Dell said, she popped a hip and put a ringed hand on it. "You must have forgotten, I do not care."
I squinted at her and stuck my tongue out at her. What a year this would be. I wound my hand tough her arm and led her to our first hour, Mrs.Neptrude.
Brennen
I kept my eyes on the ground.
"Shut up."
"Shut up."
"No one remembers last year, it's LAST year."
Dell had told me all of this. Over and over and over. Dell was always there for me, even when Tessa and my mom weren't. Shouldn't your sister at least be there for you? Ya that what I thought until Tessa ditched my life for some Duck or Duke or Devin in college.
