Who Should I Choose?

Chapter 2

On Sunday i didn't go to church so i just took my bike and went for a ride.

I went to the park and hang out for a few minute. I stood there looking at the beautiful view in front of me. The park wasn't big nor was it small, it was just perfect. Looking at the kids playing with their dogs and stuff, with their parents at side watching as they play. Just made me feel a pain in my chest, i missed my father and my mother, well she is another statement.

She ignoring me is just normal , I feel my eyes getting heavy and everything was a blur until a tear slip from my eyes. I wipe my eyes with my hand and got back on my bike.

I turn over the engine and went home. About 15 minutes or so i parked in the garage. I walked up to my room and lay in bed, i grabbed my phone and began to add a chapter to my new book. My Unconditional Love, it was a book based on my imagination of love.

Not that Shawn is a bad guy but when it come to us things are complicated because he's the complete opposite of me.

I don't tell him that i am unhappy because i don't want to hurt his feelings. I got bored and turn on the television in which a barbie carton was on. I watch it till my eyes gave out and I fell asleep.

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Bling!!!!!! Bling !!!!!!!!

My alarm echoed in my ear, i groan and half open my eyes as i crawl out of bed. Walking into the bathroom i hit my little toe on the cupboard and I curse under my breath.

Stupid!

I brushed my teeth then took a bath and struggle to find a suitable clothes. I didn't have many anyways so finding one is not that hard. My mom didn't care if i eat, sleep, or even go to school because she is never here.

I rush downstairs to meet the bus as it came up my street. I climbed in and sat in the second row as the other children came inside.

I think i better look a part time job because i don't know who is going to pay for my bus fare and buy food if i don't start hustling.

A big fat girl then crashed into my side and I held on to the seat in front of me not to fist her in her big ugly face. She should try doing abs, i think it would help. I shift over in the seat and she only open up wider.

Is she nut?

I feel like hitting her so hard that it hurt places they shouldn't.

"Can you please shift over!". I said aloud now that i was stifling.

She didn't even pay me any mind. She was too busy stuffing her face with doritos. If she think for one second that eating will get her out of this situation she made a sad mistake.

I grab the food from her and she reach in her bag for another.

Is she for real?

I grab the other snack from her and she take out another.

I grabbed that one also and she took out a sweet.

Hitting the sweet from her hand i got up and hit her a cross the face while i yelled at her, as to put some sense into her. I am not getting crushed by some over size cow, not over my dead body, i may be thin but i have feelings.

She held her face and tears filled her eyes. I do not feel sorry for her, she was practically killing me not too long ago.

"Aliyah, what did you do that for?". The bus driver asked seeing what i did.

"She was crushing me and I told her to shift over and she only stuff her face with food".

"Amy is not really a talkative person, and she is pretty she and nerdy". He explain.