Chapter 1 Babygirl

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"Hahahahah what the fuck?!? Nathan" I say to myself, laying in my day bed awake 15 minutes before my alarm is meant to go off to get ready for school

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"Hahahahah what the fuck?!? Nathan" I say to myself, laying in my day bed awake 15 minutes before my alarm is meant to go off to get ready for school. I laugh quietly at the meme my friend Nathan sent me on TikTok. Well, he wasn't really my friend, we just occasionally texted and sometimes would talk during class. You know that kind of high school relationship where it's just mutual because you go to the same school and have the same class, that's what we have. He was one of the more popular kids but he's really nice though and super funny so it's nice to have him around.

I quickly text him back some cry-laughing emojis and skull emojis continuing to scroll through TikTok, looking for something to send him back that was equally funny or funnier.

I scroll through and see one of the popular kids, Enzo, dancing closely with another popular girl, Joana, and they seemed very friendly as they were hugging each other. Enzo was also kissing her left cheek sweetly, "Oh shit, are they dating?" I questioned because I thought Enzo was dating this girl from my math class last semester named Susan. She was very sweet and I remember when he bought her flowers for valentines day and had our school choir serenade her with the song 'Thinking Out Loud' by Ed Sheeran, and that was only a few weeks ago.....

Although I usually don't like to delve into petty high school drama, I can't help it. I observe my surroundings a lot and notice things that people don't usually notice. Sometimes I hate this part of me because it gives me trouble due to the fact that I can see when relationships fall apart, come together, and if they are toxic. That's why I don't try to date in high school. I don't need some teenage boy playing with my delicate heart and making me a stone cold bitch to romance. Unlike most of the girl in my school, I still like to hope that there is that person out there for me that loves me and wants me because he loves me, not for anything physical or immature. I already had someone multiple people trick me, abuse me, and betray me... I just can't bring myself to trust people anymore.

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