One Shot Story Beginnings

Drama, Without a D

When you’re sitting in a room with a laptop, what do you do?

I took out my laptop and turned it on, trying to think of what to do. I tried connecting to the Wifi and it didn’t work. I guess I had the wrong password. Then I think: I’m alone. I’m being… solitary.

So I played some solitaire to fit my mood.

I looked around the room, noticing the bold colors of the sticky wallpaper first. Greens, purples, oranges, yellows, blues, and reds all looked down at me, daring me to say something against what they are.

Never challenge a girl with storm colored eyes.

“You bastards. How dare you be so confident in what you are. Why can’t I be like you? This is why I hate my life. Because I have to put on a mask of fake confidence to hide the fact that I’m weak. That I don’t really have the guts to hurt anyone that’s hurt me and save myself from suffering.” I hate myself more than anyone else.

Except maybe Joy.

I will always hate Joy for what she is and what she has done.

She deserves to be hated.

She doesn’t respect my parents. How can she call them her parents when she doesn’t deserve to be their daughter? How can she do that? I will never stop wondering why she is so awful.

Why is Joy so good at being a horrible person? Why, of all people, must she be related to me?

I’m not able to talk to her without yelling or making her cry. I hate hurting her but she’s hurt me so much. It seems that the only way I can keep her from hurting me is by hurting her. Does that even make sense? It doesn’t make sense to me and yet I’m the one who thinks it. Ah the irony.

I shook my head, trying to clear it of all the nonsense. Stop focusing on the bad things in life and move on Adri! I told myself. 

I sighed and an image popped in my head. I blinked a couple times, trying to remember who that guy was…

Then I remembered.

Zack.

Why does that guy keep appearing to me? I run through the halls and I crash into him. I go jogging around the track and he finds me. I head home from school and Bam! There he is again.

No other guy has been so keen on trying to take me out on a date. Especially not hot guys like him.

I’ve had boyfriends before, sure. But none of them were all that attractive.

There was Joe, but he was too much like my brother. It was weird, and he wouldn’t even hold my hand. So I broke up with him. We only went out for a couple months anyway so I didn’t think he was that attached to me, but it was just my luck that he was close to loving me. He’s still not over it. Joe hasn’t had a girlfriend since. Or even a close friend.

Then there was Ael. Ael was a really good guy and I almost loved him. I went out with him for a year before he broke up with me, saying he wanted a fresh start for high school and he wouldn’t have time for a relationship. I yelled at him and cried for a month before I finally started moving on. I had a hard time getting over Ael but I did, eventually.

The third guy wasn’t exactly my boyfriend. His name was Nate and I liked him a lot. We were friends and we went on a few dates and kissed a couple times. He was an awful kisser. Nate broke it off with me before we actually fell in ‘like’ with each other, saying he couldn’t handle a long distance relationship and didn’t want to lead me on. I understood completely and we’re still good friends.

That was last month.

Now I’m just another single girl, nearing the end of freshman year, crushing on a football player and wishing Zack would leave me alone because I had my eye on the other guy.