Being in love is hard, when you're a teenager it's even harder. Try being a physically underdeveloped, lesbian teenager who goes to a pristene all girls catholic private highschool. Now you're screwed. That's exactly how it is for me. I mean, I'm tall and I get my period, but my boobs are smaller then everyone else's, I still have a little baby fat on my cheeks and my teeth are 'too small for my mouth' as my dentist says.
I recently cut and died my hair, got a few new piercings too. My hair is really short but everyone says it suits me. I have my nose pierced as well as snake bites and my ears pierced twice. I'm not a emo, or a goth or a bad girl. In fact I am a suck up to the teachers. I just find it easier to be nice then to be a bitch.
I guess I should tell you how old I am, well I'm turning seventeen this year. At the end of the year though so I guess it really makes no difference. When I say I'm tall, I mean for a girl I'm tall. I'm 5"8 which is pretty tall. I dyed my hair red, which looks great against my green eyes apparently, the pale complextion of my skin helps with making my eyes stand out as well.
Walking through the school hallways for the first class for year eleven is pretty daunting. Everyone is buzzing with excitement where I'm shifting uncomfortably in my stupid senior uniform which consists of a white blouze, black shoes and a mid thigh checkered skirt. I hate skirts, but I despise the short skirts. Biting my lip with nervousness I walk to the oval to find my friends.
When I do I sigh in relief. I have a lot of friends, I mean yeah I've got my inner circle but I do have a heap of friends. Everyone in the school knows my name. Which in a way makes me popular. I'm not stuck up or anything. The stuck up girls and my group are always fighting.
My closest friends are Skylar, Carla, Alexis and Tori. Four close friends is all you need, but having said that. The closest of them all is Tori.
"Hey guys! It's Kyris!" Tori squeals when she sees me.
She gets up and runs to me, almost tackling me in a hug. I laugh as I stumble whilst she leans her weight on me.
"You saw me yesterday" I remind her.
She pulls back slightly and pouts her all too farmilia pout.
"Yeah...but I missed you. Yesterday was forever ago" She whines.
I chuckle and roll my eyes at her. We walk to the group with my arm slung around her shoulders. She's not short, she's around 5"4 which is the average height of a woman in Australia. She's got deep green eyes, a darker shade then mine, medium brown hair and natural olive skin which she got from her Aboriginal background.
"Hey guys" I say smiling whilst I sit down at the set of chairs they had stolen from a class room. Tori pouts at me and huffs.
"What?" I ask her.
"You're in my seat" She whines.
"Sit on my lap?" I offer.
She sighs but sits on my lap anyway. I wrap my arms around her torso and sway softly. Tori is like a little sister to me...even though she's older by about five months.
"It's been so long since all of us were somewhere together" Skylar warns.
I roll my eyes at her, we had all been clubbing together two nights ago. Yes, underaged drinking. Do I do it? Hell yeah, do I encourage it? Hell no.
"We've got to get to homeroom" I say.
"Who's in D402?" I ask.
Skylar, Tori and Carla put their hands up. I grin happily at them. Poor Alexis, she's not even in the same year as us, she's in year nine this year. No, she isn't a younger sister of any of us, she's just a very mature young lady.
