"No, not ice cream, we will get some awesome chat items come!!" John pulled me away from the ice cream stand.
The chat items were mouth watering but all I wanted was ice cream, anyways I didn't complain.
I didn't want to make a scene.
As I was walking I tripped over my heels.
"Ugh!, I told you I am not wearing these right??" I shouted at Sophia.
She had made me wear a red and black skirt with a black shirt, it sure looked good on me.
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But I was not comfortable with this attire, I was so much used to a denim and a tee.
They all talked about school, the teachers and of course about all the students they bully.
Suddenly Levi came and sat next to me.
"Hi!" he said like nothing had happened.
I wanted to learn drums.
But he said "No, girls usually don't learn drums"
"So what?" I shouted and the fight ended with the teacher throwing us out of class.
Back to the present
"You look gorgeous" he told me.
"Thanks" I said trying to make my voice sound harsh and distant, but I was failing at it terribly.
I wanted to run away from here but where ?,
I will be left alone without my friends.
"But are you happy?" My conscience asked me.
"Well, why not?, I have friends right?, I am not alone like before and also I have a boyfriend" I tried to reason with my conscience.
"You were yourself before, you could do anything you want, wear anything you want but now you can't even decide for yourself. Is that what you call happy?" my conscience asked me.
I had to give up, my conscience was right.
Before,I used to be bullied a lot but I kept to myself, I did not want anyone's attention.
Even though I was alone always. I had my poems, my stories and of course I had music.
All of it changed when Levi and me fell in love.
No one picked on me anymore, I hung out with his friends and soon we were inseparable.
But what was worse was Levi wanted me to behave more like a girl.
"Hey!, you alright?" Dan asked me.
Nothing felt right anymore.
I couldn't learn drums.
They pulled my poem note away from me saying ,"spend some time with us"
I was denied two things I loved the most by them and they called me their FRIEND!
To hell with that.
I got up from my chair. All of them were looking at me with confusion.
"I am going to get myself an ice cream, join the drums class, write my poems when I want and get back to my denim, in short I am going to be myself" I said and walked away with a smile.
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"Be yourself
Love yourself
You are the spark of beauty"
was what I wrote on the first page of my diary.
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