I hate growing up. I really do. I have to do all this homework which I clearly don't like doing and also I have exams coming up soon. By soon I mean next week. I hate life. I hate everyone.
This new boy in school asked me out. I obviously said 'no' because I'm really not into relationship kinda stuff. Well, atleast not right now. I really don't understand the purpose of people dating especially when they're my age.
I don't have anything against them but I really doubt they even know the meaning of 'Love'. But I don't want to judge people. I don't like judging people.
It's 7:45 in the morning and that means I have just 15 minutes to get ready. My school does not start till 8:30 but my mum loves being extra early.
I get up from my really comfy bed and go to the bathroom to take a shower and finish my business and then get dressed.
It's 8:00 so me and my mum leave and mum locks the door behind her before going over to her black BMW. I really wish I had my own car that I could drive. But it's a bit too early for that.
Within fifteen mintues we're outside my school. I get out of the car before biding my mother goodbye.
* * *
It's lunch already. I find my two bestfriends in the cafeteria, talking and laughing like there's no one around. They're my friends for you. Piper and Ema, they've been my friends since I started school here.
"Hey!" I interrupt
"Hey Emily!" They both say together.
As I'm about to sit, I notice this really creepy someone watching me. Like when you're actually not looking at them but you just know someone is watching. I look up to find out who is watching and I'm not surprised at all. The guy from yesterday who asked me out. Sam I think his name was.
Our eyes meet but he doesn't even stop staring then. Real creepy.
"What's wrong Em?" Piper asked
"Oh nothing, never mind" I shrug it off. "Let's just sit somewhere else?"
"Sure" Ema said.
* * *
I'm home and tired. So I just go to sleep without doing my homework.
I get up after like an hour and do my homework and also study for the coming exams next week.
My life is hell. Well not really because I know this is not even half of what I will be facing when I grow older.
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Falling Together
Teen FictionWhat is Love? It's tough for an 8 year old to know that she is in love with a boy 3 years older than her or just in love in general. Emily is a normal 8 year old kid from Doncaster. She's naive(she's 8) and doesn't know what is happening to her whe...
