A/N: This is the first chapter of the story. In this story I talk about how Juliette's life seems 3 years after she stated posting her short stories online.
If any of you got confused, even to the slightest, this is not a documentary, it's a fictional novel, and well I hope it turns out to be like that. I hope some of you guys enjoy this novel as much as I enjoy typing it and expanding my imaginations. Thank You.
I also apologize for not updating sooner. It’s either I’m constantly busy or I’m really lazy haha...k.
Chapter 1.
School. The living hell every child, teenager or even an adult has/had to deal with. I on the far note did not enjoy this chapter in my life, and to think of it, I guess no one ever did. But I like to think of something in a much more different perspective. Just to be unique in a specific matter.
I see school as an Equestrian Training Club; they train you for the big show, which is life after school. In my fair sight, the ship will wreck in High School.
In the social term, you got the bullies, the jocks, the geeks/nerds, and who could forget the ‘the universes biggest bitches’ aka the popular kids, and last who could forget the ones you shared your four years of misery, your friends.
Here I am sitting in class as Ms’ Jones is explaining how to solve an equation in Algebra. Let’s confront that not even an ounce of me is interested. I mean its maths, who would be? But out of the many things in life that irritate me, these people in school take it the wrong way thinking that just because I am participating in class and I study; means that I give a shit about the subject or that I’m a die-hard “fan” of maths. That’s just a-lot. All I have to say about this allegation is that I’m just saving myself from a spot behind the counter top at Burger King for the rest of my life.
I look at my right and spot him. My heart’s palpitation rose. There he is. Raymond Skies.The boy of my dreams as I like to call him, though I wasn’t that fond of him. After all he was captain of the basketball team and the most popular kid in school. Did I mention he was a straight A’s student? Which might I say, is highly attractive to me. You could call him the full package.
As time passed I realized I couldn’t have him. So I thought, why fight for someone you can’t get? No matter how many times, you even tried to grab his slight attention, you would never get it, unless you were lucky, well...
The bell rang as I spotted everyone cheer. With the matter of seconds, the whole classroom was empty and I was the only one left. Nothing new there.
I picked up my books and rushed to my locker. I took out some of my books and my binder that's filled with revision sheets and notes, to study with over the weekend and might I say, they really helped me in school and remembering things, to point out my perspective.
I walked down the halls down to the main entrance. As I passed along the halls, I saw everyone chatting along with their friends planning what they were going to do this weekend. I rolled my eyes and sighed quietly to myself, which is of course, because I was slightly jealous that I, once again, was spending this weekend alone.
As I walked down the street I caught a glimpse of Raymond texting someone and mind I say how heavenly attractive he looked like, too bad I couldn’t have him. Too bad.
When you get used to a specific thing, it becomes a routine, a ritual, well no doubt. When you get used to a feeling, let’s say... umhh... pain, you just learn to live with it. That’s how life goes. You just get used to something or someone and within time, this ritual vanishes into thin air. This person you grow to love, is now.... gone out of your sight. It’s all about letting go. It always has.
