Chapter 2

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Flowers are red,
Violets are blue,
Thought I could be loved,
Never thought it wasn't true,
Can't trust a soul,
Can't trust a spirit ,
Can't even trust me even if I put my heart in it,
Makes me wonder if I'll ever feel good as new ,
Are flowers even red,
Could violets even be blue.

All day poems is all I could write. Couldn't believe I thought I was even good enough for a relationship. Matter fact it's not me who isn't good enough it's her. It was Lilly. She was the one missing out. Eventually my sadness turned to anger. How could Kate pull off such a good impression of a good friend.

Two more months and I better see her in some gifted and talented college cause this bitch pulled her ass off for that performance. I mean she could even take her best friend Lilly with her. They can be the first couple to win an Oscar for the best impressions of people who actually give a fuck about me award.

Oh I got it now. Im really just a game. So they were just playing me. Two can play that game. That's all the motivation I needed. Watch out world cause I too can be the best player out there.

1 month later:

Facebook is just so adorable. Staring with the cutest people on it. Lilly and Kate or shall I call them Katlly. I hate seeing them but they give me the motivation to write more poems. My plan is in a month once I graduate is to go far from this dump and into my dream school. Princeton University. I got all the credits for it I just need to take a test to pass it.

My test is just in two days and all my focus is on my test and my writing. Music and writing are like my new best friends. I got my own journal full of poems since my life took a turn.

Test day:

I see a few familiar face's but nothing that doesn't surprise me. Half of them are from my school. But there's one new one. He's probably from a different school but he's so cute. But I already learned people can't be trusted. I mean maybe he can. It's probably just girls who mess you up.

I sat next to him. I just kept looking at him. When I say he was sexy I mean S-E-X-Y. I kept staring and I could tell he knew. That's when he decided to say something.
"Hey, you gonna stare all day or you gonna tell me your name" he said with a smile.
"Hi" I replied dumbfounded. I wasn't really that shy.

"My name is Sean. Sean Thomas. How about you"

'My name is Blythe" I said staring into his light brown eyes.

"So you studied for this test. I'm like really scared"

"Yea" was all I could say still looking in to his eyes.

"Cool" he said while turning face front for the test to begin.

Once the test started it went silent. It was so easy I even got to finish early. Until I went to go drink some water before I could finish the last question before I leave.

As I grabbed my water I could see Sean looking at his paper and I just started looking at him all googled eyed and stuff. Then he looked up and I dropped my papers and water. I was so lucky my water didn't fall on my papers. It did fall on someone. It fell on Sean.

He looked mad but he was helping me pick up my papers and anything I might have dropped. I just looked at him the whole time. I thought I was Beyoncé and he was my Jay z. When he was done I didn't notice. I was to busy looking at him. I apologized and he reassured me that everything was okay.

After that I walked out the classroom while handing in my test like I was a boss.

That night:
When I got home all I could do is write about how good Sean is and how me and him could be something one day.

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