Development Through Grief

Prologue

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Development Through Grief
Prologue

"Let's kiss," it read in neat, printed letters. The words were clearly visible on the plain pink background, and the whole overly-energetic card made me want to vomit. Who would give this to me?

I had made it abundantly clear to all those around me that I wasn't interested in romance. Not one bit. I was interested in friends and grades so I could follow the flow of society and get into a soul-sucking office job. Wasn't that what I was supposed to want?

Okay, fine. Maybe I was somewhat good at art. Maybe I could see myself being an artist- a painter.

That's not even the point. There's only one question here, and it's the following: who gave me this card?

I had never been the cutest girl; it has never been a goal of mine. I went for what was barely presentable, like brushed hair, whatever clothes were at the top of my pile, whatever shoes I saw first. Who would be interested in a girl like that? Seriously? Is there nothing I can do to avoid romantic attention?

God, I hated romance so much, the word made me want to vomit and shiver. Yuck!

Irritation flared up. I took the card gingerly in my right hand, eyes studying every inch of it, and then I crumbled it up. I ripped some of it in the process, but just dropped the small scrap into the mess of my locker. My wrist flicked as I threw the rest into a garbage can near me.

A feeling of tingling erupted on my neck. My nose did a slight twitch, but I decided to ignore the feeling. Anyone could have been staring at me; I was in a public school. I swung my locker shut, strolling towards my next class.

I wish I would have turned around. Maybe I would've told him off. Maybe I wouldn't have. It would have sped up everything and the timing wouldn't have ended up the same.

God, how I wish the timing worked out differently.

That annoying moment when you pour your heart and soul into something and it's not even good at all. Oh well. Leave a vote or comment, please! I'll try to update as soon as I can.