Before you guys start staying stuff....THIS CHAPTER WAS REALLY HARD TO WRITE BECAUSE IM WRITING IT ON THE BUS IN THE MORNING AND MY FINGERS ARE FREEZING SO BADLY....just to put it out there....continue
I wake up the next morning and I feel like I'm gonna throw up. But I'm gonna have to go to school anyway. My mom and dad have work today and they don't want me to stay home.
I get ready and head out the door. I ride my bike to school like every other day. But then I realize...today isn't any day...it's.....the day of...THE DAY OF THE TALENT SHOW!
My heart sprang. I just couldn't wait to see the people embarrass themselves. It never gets old.
I finally arrive at school and I do the usual bike stuff. I stroll into the building shivering through the cold winter air. We head into the auditorium and I sit down in a random place on the bleachers.
"Hey Ariana!" says preppy voice from a distance. I turn over to see Stacy jumping onto the bleachers and dashing towards me. Surprisingly, for once, I actually was in the mood to see Stacy.
"Hi!" I wave with one hand and pat an empty spot on the bleachers next to me.
Stacy rushes over, only to see the seat was no longer empty. A muscular figure blocks Stacy out of my view. I stare up only to be staring into dull gray eyes.
My green murky eyes roll over in annoyance. I am so annoyed with this guy. Jake has got to stop stalking me. I glare over his black head of spiked hair and spot Stacy sitting alone in the corner.
I place myself back down on the seat totally annoyed by now. Come on! I am finally in a good mood today.
"That was Stacy's seat," I growl through gritted teeth.
"I know that!" Jake said settling his back on the wall carelessly.
This is isn't helping my head boil any less. Maybe he was just in it for the looks. He just wants to have a good reputation in front of his friends. All Jake's friends are stupid and he's trying to get in with the popular people. He's trying way too hard.
Suddenly, that same muscular arm grabs around me tightly. At that moment, I've had enough. I viciously throw his arm off my shoulder.
"Stop it, Jake! You're not like this! If you're trying to act cool and impress me it's not working!" I shout loudly alerting the whole auditorium.
One of his friends, a bench beneath us laughed and says, "Oh bro, she just told you off."
I don't even care what his stupid friends think by now. With those words, I rise up from my seat, stomp off the bleachers, and leave the auditorium. Everything was ruined. Even one of my most favorite times of year
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I glare at myself in the mirror. My eyes puffed up from crying. My nose was as scarlet as my grandma's lipstick.
There is no escape. I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at myself. My greenish brown eyes are hopeless and my whole face is pale. Everything is breaking down. I feel so sick. Vomit comes to my mind and I try to think of something else. An image flashes to my head, giving me the shivers.
A brunette haired girl was swinging on a play set. Her green eyes were just like vines in the jungles, as they filled with pure joy. It kind of reminded Ariana of herself.
A boy behind her was pushing her higher and higher, with all the strength jammed in his little body. His messy black hair going in different directions almost having a mind of its own. The boy didn't care though, he was to busy having fun. One could tell from his gray eyes, sparkling with laughter.
"You're my best friend!" shouts the boy's tiny little voice excitedly, as he pushes the girl higher.
"You too! We're gonna be best friends forever!" the girl screams through the air.
I blink. I stare myself in the eyes. Two pairs of murky eyes glaring at each other with concentration. That image left my whole mind blank, except for one thought. Maybe, just maybe that girl was wrong.
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Hey peeps! Ik this chapter is kinda short, but I wanted to post this chapter for ma gurl messa MessaO_o !! Everyone wish her a happy birthday. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday....yeah yeah blah blah. Okay so the reason I wanted to post it for her birthday was bc she's always telling me that I continue "really good" (pfft, no way her stories are better. Ps go check them out) stories and I never finish them. So I decided to post it. That's why it's so short bc I'm not a quick writer at all so yeah. Bye peoples!
