~Ada~

Ch. 1

I close my eyes. I try to let myself forget and enjoy my shower. Relaxing and taking deep breaths, I let go. I forget about my horrible life, about my horrible school, about her. My timer goes off and I groan. I turn  off the water. Tensing instantly, I quickly put on my robe and get out to set off the timer. I accidently look at the weigher, a reminder of how I am not exactly thin. I walk over to the mirror to clean off the steam. When I am done , I take a hard look at myself. My eyebrows are too bushy and my narrow nose looks disgusting as usual. I try to look at some good aspects. I have long, chocolate brown hair, soft Indian toned skin,  and deep blue eyes. As soon as I noticed those traits, I recognised how I have too big of a butt and too big of boobs  and how big my eyebags are and I could go on and on. But instead  I focus on blow drying my hair and try to silence my thoughts. I brush my hair afterwards, then quickly dry my body with a towel and put on my outfit. My first-day-of-sophomore-year-outfit is a black graphic shirt with the My Chemical Romance symbol on it, a red plaid button up covering my naked arms, a green army jacket and then finally, a black pair of jeans that have holes where the knees are. I then flat iron my thick, frizzy hair and put a tiny braid on the right side with a tiny, blue flower hair tie. Then I start putting on foundation, concealer, mascara, eyeliner, blush and deep red lipstick.  I put on my black choker that has a moon charm, a black stud nose ring, gold hoops, spike wrist cuffs, and a special black ring with a white square gem inside. My dad won it for me at an arcade he took me to when I was six years old. Back when he hadn't started his chemo. I bring myself out of my thoughts and spray on my makeup spray and hairspray. I assure myself I look okay and then leave the bathroom to see my mom taking a picture with her camera. I smile and she takes another one. "Here, I washed your beanie the other day and forgot to give it you" I tell her as she sets the camera down. When she faces me I hand her the beanie and she takes it then places it on my head. "I think it looks better on you. Besides, I'm getting too old for beanies" she says then winks.  My mom was 5 years younger than my father so when I was born, he was 25 and she was 20. Now she's 35 and making fun of herself for turning old. I smile and look in our full body mirror. She was right. It did look good. I ask her to take photo of me against our white wall for Snapchat. Which I'm going to edit and post later on my Instagram and Tumblr. She takes an amazing picture of where I'm looking down and my foot is against the wall, making my knee bend. I look, dare I say, beautiful. I may not even need to edit it. I hug her and say thank you. I go and put on my black combat boots then eat my cereal. My best friend, Kate, knocks on our bay window in our kitchen. "You started eating without me?"she asks when I open the window, with a pout. Mockingly, I pout back and apologised. "Well now you have to rave about how good I look" she says coming next to my breakfast and flopping down. Truth be told, she looked gorgeous. She was wearing a brown, long sleeved crop top that said 'Love' in grey cursive, a white scarf, black leggings with a thigh gap, her shoulder length hair flat ironed, which perfectly framed her  face that had all my makeup (except made for her Italian skin tone) and a long gold locket. "You look absolutely radiant. May I finish eating now?" I ask. She smiles successfully and says "You may". I roll my eyes but smile as I finish eating and she began. Afterwards I start drinking my hot cocoa. I made it with nutella on the bottom and whipped cream with cinnamon. Kate finishes up then takes our bowls and brought it to the sink. "Thank you, Katherine" my mother says to Kate, looking at me pointedly. I roll my eyes. My mother adores Kate. According to her, Kate is 'well mannered' and dressed more 'elegantly' than me. But she does not know how wrong she is. "Are you both done eating?" my mother asks. We both nod as I slurp down my last sip. "Okay go sit in the Bay Window and I'll take a polaroid picture" she says. We follow our orders and put one arm around each other's shoulders. She takes two polaroid pictures, one for me and the other for Kate. I glance at our kitchen clock and say "It's 6:36, we should get going". I grab my black bag, which I decorated with music patches like Melanie Martinez, Panic! At The Disco, Twenty One Pilots, and, of course, My Chemical Romance. I hug my mother, kiss her cheek goodbye and leave out my window with Kate. The fire escape is so much easier than going through the elevator, which gets as crowded as a mosh pit during the 6 o'clock to 9 rush. We finally end up at her sister's, Nancy, red convertible. Her sister is a senior and head cheerleader, which gets us into a lot of parties. Although I never really cared for high school parties. Kate was always the one who wanted to 'experiment'. When we were freshmen it was pot and alcohol. This year, she's itching to lose her virginity. Specifically, to Mike Scott. The cutest boy in our grade. He's an athlete in all sports, gets straight A's, and is the class clown. He's nice too. Basically, the most incredible human. He's also shown interest in Kate whenever they bump into each other at parties. It's possible they could end up together. Then it ends with either one of them becoming bored and then they break up and they stay 'best friends'. This isn't a unique tale and it will happen. It has happened to every single girl in this school. But it will never happen to me. I go to the backseat with Kate since apparently Nancy got a boyfriend who listens to awful rap music with such foul language. I look to Kate and she looks to me, both of us clearly uncomfortable. I take out my phone and plug in my earbuds. Kate sees and does the same. I put on my playlist and the first song that plays is Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. God I love this band. I see Kate grinning. I text her 'What are you smiling about, dork?'. When she received the text she winked at me and smirked when replying. 'he txtd me 1st'. I roll my eyes. 'What did he say?'. 'he askd about schedules. Ooh, we have all classes together! OMG! He wants us to sit with him at lunch!'. That stopped me in my tracks. He probably invited me because everyone knows me and Kate were like sisters. But still, me? Sitting with the size zero cheerleaders and girl jocks? Sitting with the most amazing group of kids in the school? When I'm obviously one of the weakest, fattest, ugliest, and nerdiest girls in school? That makes no logical sense whatsoever. 'What if I don't want to?'. Beside me Kate gasps. 'then i won't be able to sit with my future boyfriend!'. I sigh. 'Nevermind. It will be interesting to see the other side's perspective'. 'the other side? lollll this aint some movie weirdo'. I smile. We then text about school and what we want this year. A few songs later, we reach Morning High, which is also what I see people having at the doors when we park. Kate's sister and her boyfriend leave the car and see their friends. We leave the car and when I see a bunch of girl jocks hugging each other, I sigh. "You ready?" Kate says, all smiling. I plaster on a smile and nod. We go through the halls. We say hi to a bunch of our friends and finally spot the guy soon to be Kate's. "Hey Kate! Ada" he says brightly, nodding to me when he says my name. Yes, Ada is my name. My mom says it means 'special things that matter'. A complete and total lie. "Hey Mike! How was your summer?" Kate asks him. She looks completely smitten, so I took a secret photo of her. Perfect, now I can tease her later about it. "It was hassing" Mike answered. I raise an eyebrow and ask in disbelief, "What does 'hassing' mean?". He laughs and asks "You don't know what hassing means?". I nod my head, completely curious. "It means, like, cool and very good and just chill. Wow, you really didn't know" he answers with an amused smile. I smile while saying "I guess I have a bigger vocabulary than the Urban dictionary". He shakes his head while smiling, still surprised. "Anyways, you were just about to ask about Kate's summer" I say. Kate looks at me oddly for a moment. "Oh was I?" he asks me, amused. "Yes, yes you were" I say. "Hmm. Well how was your summer Kate?" he asks her. "Very Ada filled. We went to a lot of places together" she says, looking at me. "I believe we went to a lot of concerts and music festivals. I think Kate mentioned seeing you at a cafe once as well" I say. Kate smiled sweetly and said "Yeah, the one on Perkins street" and then Mike completely melted. They bumped into each other there and talked for thirty minutes about each other. That was the day Kate decided Mike was going to be the one to take her virginity away. Mike suddenly started laughing and Kate was completely red. Oh no. Did I say that outloud? "Jokes" I say laughing as well, except nervously. Kate also nervously laughed. "Well if that were true, I would totally oblige" Mike said with an assuring smile to Kate. At first she was taken back, but then she smirked. Boldly, she put her arms around his neck and whispered something in his ear, making him completely happy and lustful. She then quickly wraps my arm around hers and we walk farther into the school. Laughing, she tells me "I whispered 'Good thing it's true'". I have a completely awe struck look on my face. "Well that conversation escalated quickly" I say, furthering Kate's laugh. We go to our lockers, which are down the halls from each other. In August I decorated my locker with little quote stickers and a Photobooth picture of me and Kate and a couple of our friends after seeing a horror film. I had a genuine smile from laughing so hard. I put my stuff away and then I hear an alto singing "Ada, Ada, Ada. Hello Ada!". I immediately attack that voice with a hug. "Harmony!" I say as she says "Ada!". Harmony may not be my best friend, but she's one of my closest girlfriends  since middle school. She's very petite and about 5 feet. She has short blonde hair and had a very deep suntan. Harmony is obviously a singer but is also an actress and was in California for the whole summer for a gig. We talk for a bit about her summer but then she goes because she sees one of her other friends. I go to Kate and find our close friends with her. Two boys and two girls. Jack, Adelmo, Kimani and Bobbie. Jack is a sweet, adorable nerd. He is always  there for me no matter what. For the longest time in 6th grade I had a crush on him. But eventually I got over it. I had to. Since he was an aromantic asexual.  He has curly black hair and thin rimmed glasses and was a little weak, but so adorable and cute. If he were able to like people, I totally would be dating him. Now Adelmo on the other hand, was not my type at all. Yet he had a crush on me. Sigh. Adelmo was a latino surfer. He has shaggy, dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He had a strong built too. He could have easily been a jock if he tried. But he smoked too much and got non scholar grades. I never quite understood why he liked me. I mean, I'm kind to him which he isn't very used to, I guess. But still, why me? He should honestly like Kimani. Kimani is full on hot. She has a perfect body, long thick, straight black hair and a glowing black complexion. She doesn't even wear makeup for crying out loud. And not only is she beautiful on the outside, but she is also on the inside. She talks sweetly, as if we were all her children. She talks to everyone this way. Not condescending but more as if she will not judge and will listen no matter what. She is best friends with Bobbie. Bobbie is the innocent one. The one who stays hopeful and will always look for the brighter side on the things. But she is also very judgmental of things. She judges whenever somebody curses and whenever someone speaks out of turn. It's very annoying. Right now she is judging on how so many girls are wearing sports bras today since it's the first day of school. But to be honest, I completely agree with her. Many people take advantage of the first day of school to wear whatever they want. Or, to be more exact, wear the less they want. Someone taps my shoulder and I turn to see who. Oh holy- "Hey Ada" my thought was interrupted by the shrill voice of my cousin. "Hi Achala" I say in small voice. Achala is my only cousin who goes to the same school as me. She is tall, skinny and narrow. She has green eyes and black hair which is identical to mine. Other than those physical traits, we look very alike. But personality wise, complete opposites. She hangs out with a more popular group of friends. She is very disobedient to her family. For example, right now she is wearing a white crop top with booty shorts. It is very disrespectful to her name and to her family. Although, her family never sees that side of her. The side that bullies any girl with passing grades and insecurities. Girls like me. Right now she has two friends at her side. They both have blonde hair and blue eyes. I cannot remember their names but I have a feeling that in the next few minutes I will not care. They all smile to each other, as if sharing an inside joke. "Nice four layers of clothes you have on for the first day of school" Achala snickers. "Thanks. Nice no outfit you have on their. Really brings out your horrible personality" I retaliate. Achala's smile drops and the she steps in front of me. But before she could grab my wrist, Adelmo steps in front of me. "I think you should get going" he says, pointing out the teacher near us. Achala rolls her eyes and looks at me and says "See ya for dinner, padma" then laughs with her friends as they walk away. I hug Adelmo quickly and thank him. He slightly blushes but smiles very big. "What does 'padma' mean?" Kimani asks me. I look at Kate to answer since I do not swear. "Fat bitch" Kate translated. Everyone's eye widened. "Rundi" I call Achala quietly. Kate hears and starts laughing. We then change topics. I wish Achala was the worst of my problems. Bobbie starts talking about her summer love and how happy she was with this mysterious person. I zone out and look around. I see some jock girls hanging with jock guys. They are all so skinny and fit. It's not fair. Their parents must take them to a gym or something. I am the slowest person in every class and the weakest as well. It's not fair. If my mother got me more involved in sports I would be telling a different story. But she did not so neither am I. I am mostly good at sitting exercises but other than that I am toast. You know that stereotype of how all Indians do yoga? I'm very stereotypical. I do yoga everyday before I go to sleep. Someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn around to find a complete stranger. "Hey!" the boy says. I reply with an eyebrow raise. "Um my friends dared me to come over here and say 'Hey!'" the boy says awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. I reply with my arms crossing. "I was just, like, saying 'Hey that girl is cute' and then my friend dared me. My name is Alan by the way" he says, while putting his hand out for a greet. I shake his hand and reply with "Ada". Kate notices and laughs and tells our friends what's happening right now. "I was kinda hoping I could have your number. Because you are really, insanely, pretty" the guy says awkwardly. I look at him with an eyebrow raised. "Bro, are you a freshman or something?" Adelmo says to Alan where he is standing. The guy nods. I suppress a laugh."I thought so. 'Cause everyone knows that Ada can't be attained at random. Especially by a guy shorter than her" Adelmo laughs. The guy blushes and I glare at Adelmo. I roll my eyes and turn my attention to the ninth grader who seems to be very upset. I sigh. "Alan, was it? I think you should try asking out girls who are not a grade older than you. And girls you know more than their looks. I don't go on a date with someone who doesn't even know me yet" I tell Alan. He looks less mortified and more relieved that I didn't completely embarrass him like Adelmo was trying to do. He leaves to his friends.  I go back to the group and punch Adelmo in the arm. "Ow!" he exclaims. "That was you last year, you know. Asking out girls you had no shot with" I tease. He pouts and says "At least I knew better than to ask out a tenth grader" then laughs. The bell rings and we all go to class.

Hiiii! I hope you like this book! Sorry the first part was pretty long. I won't publish without at least 5 stars and 5 comments telling me to do so.