Christmas is coming

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Doors are decorated with candy canes, Santa hats, wreaths, tinsel and other festive decorations. A sure sign that Christmas is coming. I'm really excited! I'm a huge Christmas person. I'll take any excuse to bake, see my family and of course receive gifts. I'm not selfish I swear! I just... like gifts. I find my red oversized hoodie in the back of the closet and pull it on. I pull my bangs back to one side and clip them in place with a small green bow making sure my Christmas star earrings are in place.

"Wow, festive much!" Bella says laughing a little. I laugh too. She's not as festive as me but she still wears her candy cane necklace almost everyday.

"What can I say? I'm a Christmas enthusiast!" I say holding my head up high. I'm in such a good mood that not even Katie could dampen my mood with her snide remarks about my outfits or how I'd look better if I just wore more makeup. I mean bitch please at least I don't look like some two year old girl's colouring book. What sort of an insult is that anyways? I smile and straighten the star on our little Christmas tree. Christmas is next week, new students will be coming soon for the next semester. Nothing, I repeat nothing could bring me down off this cloud I'm walking on.

"Are you going to the Christmas dance they're hosting at the hall down the street?" Bella asks organizing her books in her bag.

"Are you?" I ask. I don't want to be stuck at some dance with no friends. Even if it is a Christmas dance.

"Yeah, Ron is gonna be there and I told him I'd come," she says smiling a little. That's great! I'll finally get to meet the mystery guy my best friend has been texting for a month.

"Then I'll be there too," I say with a smile, feeling excited. "I can't wait to finally meet Ron."

We walk to our classes together but split up when I get to my class because Bella's is down the hall. I pass by the music room and hear singing. I pause to look in the window and I see Niall sitting there surrounded by a crowd of people strumming a guitar and singing some song I've never hear but I like that went something like this:

Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain

Leave my hear open but it stays right here in its cage

I smile and a tear rolls down my cheek. I wipe it away and walk down the halls hastily; repeating that beautiful song over and over in my head.

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"Oh look it's Diana, how are you?" Are the first things I hear when I walk through the doors of the classroom.

"Fine, thank you." I say quietly and walk to the other and of the room, eager to get away from Katie.

"I saw you staring at Niall as I was walking by," she says following me, "you do know he'll never love you, right? He told me himself. He said you were fat and pathetic. The only reason he was talking to you is because he has to keep up an appearance. You know, talking to the fans and stuff."

I know her words aren't true, Niall loves the fans, but they still sting. I feel a lump grow in my throat. Don't cry, I tell myself, don't let her know she can hurt me.

"When are you just going to accept that you're a loser and let's just face it, no one will ever love you."

I feel my heart drop. I know she's just trying to get a reaction but I can't help but let it get to me. What if she's right? What if no one will ever love me?

DianaDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora