Tear Drops

CHAPTER #1

MIRACLE

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"Ughhh", i exclaimed.

My alarm clock went off confirming my suspicions about it.

In my middle school i had conjured up this theory that my alarm clock had picked a fight with my bed , because no matter how hard i tried to screw it over, it always found its way to screw my sleep up.

While rubbing my eyes and clinging to the last essence of my beloved sleep , my memory finally found its way home and graced me with its presence, in the mean time hurling a time bomb at me.

"Holy shit ", i cried out aloud because a freaking history test awaited me today and i completely forgot about it , thanks to my always ailing memory.The revelation spoken out aloud , contributed a lot in setting me off , so in a frenzy i got out of the bed , tripped over my comforter and went tumbling down to the floor.

i exclaimed menacingly and hit the floor and exclaimed again as the waves of pain went through me..i hopped into washroom and muttered a few profanities under my breath , thinking of how this universe works harder then it needs to mess my life over and over again.i ran the shower and stood under it . welcoming the icy cold water and trying to remember every last bit of Christopher Columbus but in vain, because the whole time i had been staring at Mason Harold .

Now all i could write was how badly i wanted to be his girlfriend and to loose my self in his mesmerizing green eyes. I slapped my self awake and kissed my scholarship good bye as good grades were always my thing, call me a nerd or a book worm or whatever suits you the best, but i wanted to ace this test with good grades and every other paper and every other quiz.PERIOD.

Anyway now i will never get the scholarship and will never go to the college and mason would never like me because i am a bloody klutz and then he would marry someone else and my future babies will not come in this world as their daddy would be busy with his life-

I was brought out of my reverie by a bang on the door

"What are you doing, fucking the walls?", came Nathan's screechy voice.

"Get lost , asshole",i replied back with an equal screech.

Nate was a total man whore, but with his dignity still intact, though he was just a year older then me but acted as if he was the only man to live this long, idiot .Dork.

I came out of the bathroom and wrapped myself in towel.07:45 shit.i was late again.

Sydney would kill me i thought, and in a complete and utter confusion i threw on the first tee shirt i saw, wore shorts and shoes and was outta the room with my back pack on my back and journal in my hand.BTW my hair and face were totally complementing the look. sarcasm to be noted.

As i thundered down the stairs , Sydney shook the entire neighborhood awake by her ferocious honking and, in this hurry , i hurried even more and earned a almost trip form the staircase. key word almost.Before i could go in the details of universe and me and the ruthless world i halted to a stop.

"Morning", i called out to my parents .

" Oh look, someone must have kissed the sleeping beauty awake", muttered Nathan while munching onto his pancake. ever since his i -don't-know-what-mid-vacation- he has been pain in the ass.jerk.

I wholeheartedly ignored him, grabbed my apple and kissed my dad goodbye, but a girl got to do what a girl's got to do, so i swatted Nathan hard onto the back of his head, so his awfully handsome face got all blotched up with maple syrup.

"Good one , will" , said josh laughing like there was no tomorrow .

i fist bumped him, earned a scowl from mom and finger form you know who, and stuck my tongue at him.... no matter how big u get , or how childish it seems but sticking your tongue at someone is the best feeling one can ever have.I ticked Nathan again just for the fun of it , and ran off to the restless brat outside who couldn't take her fucking hands off the horn.

"Dear god, give it a rest dude", i said sliding in the car.

"Don't you dare dude me Willow Hale Anderson", Sydney replied icily.

"somebody's panties are in a twist",i said to nobody in particular and was met by a deadly glare of my best friend Sydney James Potter. The topper of the school and hopefully our future valedictorian. funny isn't it .James Potter from Harry Potter. it reminds me of how awfully i loved and still do, love harry potter. The exquisite building , always so inviting and the lovely enchanting lights always boosting your morale up, no matter how dark it was . The snow capped mountains, the dense Forbidden Forest and especially love potions and spells !!!!. the thought suddenly made me smile and a big smile there.

Shaken up by my own weird thoughts, i looked up at Syd , who was looking at me as if i was the 9th wonder of the world, i shrugged her off and tried getting back to the history test awaiting me today... god was i so doomed???? Only , if Nate and Josh hadn't kept me awake the whole fucking night (-almost-) i might have remembered something , but in vain. they came yesterday and KABOOM... everything turned upside down.. well now all i can do is sulk in the corner.

As we went whooshing past THE GRILL a wave of freshness engulfed me. THE GRILL, the only source of income apart from the allowance that i hardly get. i work as a barista here as i love coffee and caffeine, or anything to do with cream and coffee beans.Did i mention caffeine??? or cream????..well my mouth started watering at the mere thought of cream and i started licking my lips, which earned me a eye roll from Sydney.

Sydney and i , we are practically diaper buddies, our butts , always stuck together. It always has been me , Hayley ,Syd and Brook... the lounge of four, what we call ourselves ,is a friendship of depth and emotions, its dark and powerful yet enchanting and superficial, its every sort of spice and sugar.

Sydney a beauty in red is the one keeping tabs on all of us ,her absolutely stunning green eyes always hold love and compassion as she is the most compassionate girl i have ever seen, though she becomes a partypooper at times, but nevertheless is the weakest yet strongest link holding us together.she is the adhesive that sticks us together, ALWAYS and FOREVER. We halted to a stop as the signal turned red .

"why is this signal , taking longer then usual to allow us the permit to drive on the road ?", i intentionally said , looking at sydney from the corner of my eye, trying to start conversation.but all i got was a scowl.

well better luck next time. I GUESS.

As soon as the signal turned green , the engine of our beloved very own pickup truck ferociously roared to life. it was a souvenir Syd's dad left before he died, it was cranky as hell, but worked just fine for me , for which i was grateful.Punctuality is the motto for Sydney and me being me, always throws a wet blanket on her dreams leaving her with wet dreams.

okay okay , i hear myself, sincere apologizes here.

As we rounded the corner , i saw the building of my school , and for the sake of my beloved love life, i just hoped that the space in the parking lot was not just taken up yet , but by judging crowd assembled i thought otherwise.

GOD BLESS MY SOUL.

A\N

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