Miss Heartbreaker

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Quote of the upload: "I Don't know why they call it heartbreak, it feels like the rest of my body is broken too." -Missy Altijd

Prolouge: 

          It was a hot summer day, being only twelve years old, I was so naïve. I laid my towel down on the beach, and sat down. Then I saw him, the first and only guy I had ever loved. Daniel Horan. He walked the beach, his brown hair messy and wet. I wondered what it would be like for him to love me back. That whole summer long I let myself wonder, and fall harder and harder by the hour. I saw him so many times that summer, he was my older brother Steve’s best friend, and he always had been.

          One day I woke up and I saw him outside my room. We all stayed together in that beach house every summer, until his Mom passed away. This was the first summer he had been back in three years. I could tell something had changed inside him. His green eyes were duller and he didn’t smile as easily as much as he used to. He was still Daniel though, and I still loved him as much as a twelve year old could love a person.

          He peered his head inside my room. “Rachy, wanna come walk on the beach with me and watch the sun rise?”

He looked at me expecting an answer. My breath caught inside my throat and I barely managed to nod my head. He smiled.

“Cool, can you be ready in ten minutes?” he asked.

I nodded again and he closed my door.  Oh my God! Daniel finally realized he loves me! I knew he would! I ripped my oversized sleep shirt off my head and grabbed a pink racer back tank top and put it over my head. I grabbed the only pair of short shorts I owned and put them on as well. I had long hair that summer, almost down to my waist. I bloomed early, I was the only one who had to wear a bra out of all of my friends.

          My golden blonde hair set of my golden tan, but I was chubby and had a lot of baby fat. When I smiled my cheeks got really big and my eyes squinted, I hated that about myself. I was so insecure, I didn’t even take off my cover up that whole summer, even when I would swim.

          I threw my hair up into a ponytail and spread some lip gloss over my plump lips. People often made fun of my lips, because they were so big. They said it looked like I got stung by a bee. I applied a bit of waterproof mascara as well, even though I hardly ever wore it.

          When I walked downstairs my mother was in the kitchen. My dad had left her and me and my brother this Winter. We haven’t heard from him since then but his Facebook says he is engaged. My mother looked up from her magazine and saw that I was wearing makeup. She shot me a confused look, but then Daniel came down the stairs and asked me if I was ready. Her confused look was replaced with a knowing one, and she smirked at me. I blushed, mortified.

          “Let’s go, Rachy.” Daniel said, grabbing a banana on the way out. I nodded and walked behind him.

          “See you, Mom!” I yelled. She just laughed. I shrunk down a bit, embarrassed.

          He looked over at me and laughed.

          “What’s with the makeup?” His green eyes peered into my caramel brown ones.

          “Um…” I blushed. He could make me blush so easily! Screw him! I sighed. He just laughed again. “Where’s Steve?” I asked, dying to change the subject.

          “Sick, he has a summer cold, he’s still sleeping.” Daniel said, his voice deep and rich.

          “That’s too bad,” I murmured.

          “So, you’re starting eighth grade this year?” He turned to me as we walked in the sand, burning my toes even though it was only seven in the morning. I looked at the waves crashing on the shore, thinking how the tide would rise. I looked back at Daniel.

          “Yeah I am.” I bit on my thumb nail.

          “You still bite your nails, huh short stuff?” He chuckled.  

          “Whatever, I’m almost as tall as you now.” I started getting more comfortable talking to him.

          “Yeah, right! I’m six one! You’re like, five feet tall. Not even.” He smirked down at me.

          “Whatever,” I mumbled, kicking the sand.

          He turned away and looked at the ground. Then he licked his lips and looked at mine. He wants me to kiss him, I had thought. I tried to bite down on my lip, attempting to look sexy. My braces kind of prevented that though. I stood on my tippy toes and pressed my lips against his. He pulled away after about half a second.

          “What the hell?” He sputtered, confused.

          “I thought, you.. I..” I wanted to crawl out of my skin and die.

          “Rachel, I don’t like you. You’re just a kid, a dumb kid. You hear me? I’m seventeen! If anyone saw that, I could be in a lot of trouble! Stupid girl!” He raised his voice. “If my girlfriend ever heard about this she would bust a cap. I’m leaving, please don’t follow me.” He turned around and walked away. I could hear the words echo in my head over and over again.

          “Dumb kid, girlfriend, stupid girl, I don’t like you."

I sat in the sand with my legs crossed for hours. I cried over my first broken heart as I listened to the waves crash. I didn't realize how long I sat there until I felt the waves start to crash against my toes. Then it started to sprinkle gently, but I couldn't go home. I couldnt look Daniel in the eyes. I never wanted to feel like this ever again. 

          That day was the day I promised myself I would never ever fall in love ever again. I would change myself and figure out how guys work. I would make every guy want me. I would be the perfect girl, flirty, thin, and pretty. I would make Daniel Horan beg for me. One day.