Meaning: Struggle In Japanese
Elena's POV
Well, she didn't freak out, but she didn't believe what I said at first. But, I told her why I think that way, and now she definitely didn't believe me.
"Artist just like drawing people, and so do you. I think you're just jumping to conclusions. There's no way he likes me, I think." Cheyenne said.
"But---," I started, but Cheyenne interrupted.
"Look, I'm too ugly and fat. There's no way he'd like a girl like me."
I rolled my eyes. "Ugh, you're not fat or ugly. You're prettier than me, nuff' said. But, either way, maybe you're right. But, I don't really know how to feel about him drawing you in his notebook and then writing some Korean stuff with a drawn heart at the end of the sentence. You seriously don't think he likes you? Even a little?"
"No, I don't."
"You're unsure, I can tell."
"Whatever. Besides, you shouldn't be sneaking around in their rooms in the first place! Get out of there!"
"Hey, I know you would probably do the same thing as me too."
I heard Cheyenne pout a little.
"Just, once I get home, maybe we'll talk about this. How about, you just...I don't know, take a picture of the drawing and let me see. Then, we can determine."
"Alright, bye."
"Bye,"
And she cut the line. I took a picture of the sketch and then stared at it. For some reason, it made me envy Cheyenne then. I suddenly wished to be the one drawn on that paper right there. But I shook my head. Why do I feel this way?
I put my phone in my pocket and closed the notebook back up, leaving it where I saw it. Then I walked out the room and closed the door quietly. Hopefully, Nana wouldn't see me walking down the stairs.
I walked down there and fortunately, she wasn't there. I let out a relieved sigh and walked to the bathroom.
I stared at myself in the mirror. I stared at everything. My black hair, my dark eyes, and my pale skin. I then saw Cheyenne right next to me. She had black silky hair with some parts dyed, and her tanned skin. She had those dark eyes too, but they were shining more. I looked at myself and then at her.
And I felt the sting of tears.
YOU ARE READING
Me and My Weird Life
FanfictionFor Elena's graduation gift from high school, her sister has raised enough money to go to Japan. Now was the time. Elena has spent 5 years learning kanji, how to talk Japanese, and read Japanese. She is also able to invite anyone she wants, so she b...
