Colette POV
Worrying won't get me anywhere, anyways. So there is point to rush because I will do it just as good, if not better, taking my time. Life is like that. It has taken me my whole childhood to even figure out what I am worrying about. But that's just the question. What am I worrying about? Am I over thinking it? Am I thinking too less of it? What are the the parts of it that matters most? What part are for your childhood and what parts are focused in you adulthood? These are just all questions that always come through my mind, all day, everyday. But the most frequent question is, what am I thinking about now?
Answering my own questions, I learn more about what I want, what I am, who I want to be, where I want to go...
What am I thinking about now, at this very moment?
Is it how I'm going to become an FBI Agent? Nope
Is it looking for a job for summer break? Nope
Is it how much homework I have? Yes, but that's not what I'm focused on right now
I think it's a guy. The one I keep getting a glimpse of in my head. I saw him one time and can't help but picture him from time to time.
How is this supposed to work? I don't like boys. I think some are cute but that doesn't mean I like them, because they are all jerks. I can't look at a guy and like him because he could have the worst personality.
This boy, man, teenager...whatever. His image is etched in my brain.
Sometimes I think of having a boyfriend. I've had so many opportunities. Many guys have asked me out. But I didn't know them so there was no point.
My focus comes right off of relationships, right into my educations and growing up. I always think that the time will come when I meet the perfect guy, but that will happen when I'm older. I can wait.
Or can I?
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It Is Just The Beginning
Teen FictionColette has been able to figure out what she has been thinking and what is in store for her. As she gets older, this gets more complicated and important parts in her life get harder to read. Getting used to this, she finds another part of life that...