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My alarm must have went off at least five times already, I genuinely don't have the mental or physical strength to get out of bed. My beautiful orange tabby cat mango was laying on the side of my waist. She's always been a cuddlier since I got her. I finally decided on getting out of bed I've never felt so tired I hate school so much especially when we get two months off for summer vacation then boom we must return to hell. I walk over to my mirror and look at my toned stomach due to not eating since last night. It's my first last day of my senior year I thought to myself. I slowly walk to my dresser and pick out a pair of olive green lululemon leggings and a white crop top with some matching white vans. I take out my hair from the messy bun it was in and let it fall to my hips and brush out the knots.

I coat my lashes with mascara and when satisfied with the length I give then one last curl and pet mango goodbye and grab my bag and start to head down stairs. once I reach my kitchen I see a banana and some orange juice. I internally gag at the taste of them both at once. I check my phone and I see I have a text from Jade asking me what the move is for lunch. I'm really happy I grinded out my junior year I don't have a full day like most of the seniors at our school I only have four periods. First is English second is Econ then my last two periods are Psychology and art.

I looked at the time and I walked out the door ready to take on this easy year with no drama or stress. I got into my car and headed to school. I don't live that far from school its a ten minute drive maybe fifteen minute walk. I finally saw the building from a far get closer. I pulled in to the lot and surprisingly I still had enough time to relax and take a moment to myself. I really want this senior year to be my best year of school.

All I've done is work on  homework go out and try to balance everything out. Especially after a kind of sorta brake up I had with Nathaniel. He was too pure for me. He's the definition of perfect, Straight A's captain of the soccer team. He also didn't deserve a bitch like me. The entire relationship I felt like he could do so much better, There are so many girls who could make him feel something beautiful. The only thing that kept us going was the sex.

Even though its been well over a year since I broke up with him I still find myself thinking from time to time if he's doing well. I definitely don't miss the toxicity of us but I loved the person he was, I guess I loved being his friend more than anything. I've never once dated another boy.

He was my first everything really he was the perfect boy for me. But everything definitely changed when Junior year hit, we dated from freshman year to the second semester of  sophomore year. I know he lost feelings for me, I was going through a rough time and I slowly isolated myself which took over my sophomore year completely. Once I was single I decided to focus on school then go home and be sad and sad and sad.

Although my junior year wasn't the best I definitely had lots of growing moments as a person. I definitely got better, I can definitely say I'm happy. I still love and care for Nathaniel, I always will.

I heard the bell ring and I got out of my car and began walking through the maze of cluttered cars. I saw that Jade was Making out with Hayden her boyfriend. He's a really good friend of mine. Him and I have lived next to each other since we were fourteen. He moved from Oregon. I showed him around and then his freshman year he met Jade and practically fell in love, he would always ask to come hang out with me when she was over. Which in result made me practically a freshman third wheel. I didn't mind though anything to see Jade glowing.

"Well if it isn't my favorite adult content creators." I smirked.

"Can you please stop referring to us as porn stars." Jade rolled her eyes.

I simply snickered and let her know that I was planing on going home for lunch. Because I practically leave at lunch, due to my short day. I informed her as I was on my way to English. I began to make my way before they started eating each others faces again.

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