A Broken Hearted Girl {Wattys2014}

Chapter 1- The Present is Just as Bad as The Past part 1

 

Today is Wednesday, I had not went to school on Tuesday because of the events that happened on Monday. Monday night after my shower I had finally sobered up from the excessive crying I had been doing earlier, and got ready for bed early. When my mom had came home from work that evening I had plastered a fake smile on my face and went downstairs to greet her. When she saw me she asked what she asks everyday; how was your day at school? And just like every other day I lied and told her that my day was great, and that I'm getting on well with all my friends. I know that it's wrong to lie to your parents face but I had to, it's the only way I could shield her from the disappointment of finding out how really alone and miserable her daughter was.

I would never let my mom know of the torture's I went through on a daily basis.

After I said goodnight I went upstairs and went straight to bed. I fell asleep instantly, and who could really blame me, what with the day that I had on Monday.

But to my utter misfortune it's Wednesday and I couldn't be anymore unhappy than I am right now.

I've been laying in my bed for the past two hours and my alarm isn't set to go off for another hour. I've been wide awake thinking about my life and how it used to be. I'd had plenty of friends and participated in quite a few extracurricular activities. Tasha and I were the closest of all my friend, and had been since 8th grade year.

Over the summer before freshman year began I had finally grew into my body that was so awkward the year before. I had gotten a little taller, my hair had gotten a little longer, I was shaping out in all the right places nicely and I had finally got my braces taken off.

On the first day of freshman year all my friends thought I was a totally new person. I didn't think my change was that drastic but they some how did. The guys in my year and some in the grades above started to look at me in a different way, and I started attracting more attention then I was comfortable with. Eventually I learned how to deal with the new found attention, but I couldn't say the same for Tasha, by the end of freshman year I had been the happiest girl around. I got along with everyone, I had went out for the dance team and cheer squad, and was getting fairly used to high school life.

Tasha and I on the other hand seemed to be getting distant and I didn't understand why. But I didn't think to hard on that topic because in my book we were still friends and always would be.

Coming back to the present, my thoughts came to a halt, when I realized that right after freshman year it seemed like that's when everything slowly started to slip away and crumble to the ground. Letting my thoughts consume me again I flashed back to when my sophomore year had began. It had already started off rocky because Tasha had started to act differently around me. Her behavior and the way she interacted with me seemed forced and it just wasn't the same as it had been the year previous.

Since I wasn't the type of person to beg for someones friendship I just let Tasha have her space and let her come around on her own time. I had plenty of other friends and I wasn't about to force myself into someone's life if they didn't want me there.

When sophomore year started I had felt more confident in my own skin. I wasn't uncomfortable with the idea of other guys attention as I had been the last year. I actually wanted it, but only from one person in particular. Mark Slade.

Looking back on it now I really don't know what I was thinking. It was obvious that Mark Slade was a ladies man, but I was young minded and blinded by my attraction to him. Mark was a popular guy around my school, he was in my year and known for his athletic abilities. What caught my attention to him was his charming ways, smooth talking, breathtaking smile and good looks. He was the whole package and I wanted him. After a few months I had started to catch his eye as well.