Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

   "Rylee!"

   I turned my head to see where all of the yelling was coming from.

   Of course. It was one of my best friends Darcie. Im not sure if she qualifies for that title though. She looked at me with disbelief. She had this look that said something was wrong with me.

   "Rylee. I was having a conversation and you totally tuned out again. I was not even talking to you for five seconds, and you already stopped listening."

   She kept staring at me like I have done it a thousand times. Well, I kind of have but nothing she tells me is interesting.  She is always complaining about things I wish I could complain about. All she does is whine about things that do not even matter.

   I turned my whole body towards her and tried to out on the face that I have had mastered for a long time now as I began my fake apology.

   "Im sorry. I am just so worried about my test in world history next period."

   Instantaneously she forgave me like I knew she would. You would think that after being friends since babies that she would be able to read me better. Hah! No. Its as almost as if she does not pay attention. It is so crazy! you are friends with someone for  sixteen years and she doesent even know you.

   I laughed to myself as she shrugged her shoulders.

   "Its okay. I understand." She said it with sincerity. If only she knew.

   I brushed off the thought. I know that it will only keep my mind in a storm for the rest of the day. I know that if I keep.my mind resting by the center, the eye will swallow me whole.

   That will not be good for me considering my emotions are already starting to break me. I turned back toward my computer and placed my beats onto my ears.  Music helps me get away. It helps me not think, which is exactly what I need right now.

   I continued to type my report, as all of the other kids struggled to find a topic. School is easy for me. Just like music is. I dont have to try.

   Before I knew it class was over. I didn't hear the bell because I had my music turned up so loud. I figured it was time to go when everyone started dashing out the door.

   Here I go. I am off to a class that I am supposed to be worried for. It is really to bad that I make an A on every test.

  

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