Sorry for the very long wait, I just haven't been feeling inspired to write on this story. BUT here it is a chapter FINALLY!!! lol any who I hope you enjoy. if you see any mistakes sorry but its like 2 am here and I am super tired. Okay enough with the talking I hope you vote and comment.
Thanks whines8
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Its monday morning and I am still laying in my bed thinking about what my first day back to school will be like since everything happened. A few weeks ago I probably would be doing the exact same thing, but the difference between now and then is my mood. Instead of my normal depressed mood, I’m actually happy and even a little excited about going to school today.
A few weeks ago I would have never guessed that I would be happy to go to school. Just knowing that as soon as I step foot in that dreadful building, the start of my never ending tormenting would begin; not to mention my most active tormentors Mark and Tasha and their obsession with trying to ruin my life, is just a few of the many reasons why me feeling happy right now come as a complete surprise.
Any other person in my position would probably feel depressed right now. Any other person would probably hate the fact that they had to go back to what drove them to trying to commit suicide in the first place. But unlike any other person I had something that made facing all of that more possible then ever before. I had the love and protection of one boy.
A boy that has recently won my heart with his determination and declaration of love towards me. A boy that I still think is too good to be true. A boy, who only knew me for a few days and dropped everything to save my life. A boy who had no reason to care about me at all, but still did anyway. A boy who I recently started to fall head over hills for.
Ethan.
The events from last night have been replaying in my head for hours now and the smile on my face hasn’t wavered since then. It feels good to finally let my guard down and let someone in and I’m glad that someone is Ethan.
I still get chills just thinking about the words he confessed to me last night and the way his touch made me feel. For so long I’ve waited for someone to come along and make me feel the way he made me feel last night again.
Looking over at the clock I noticed that I had about an hour and a half to get ready for school. Not wanting to waste anytime, I jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to do my routine.
When I was done, I went to my closet and began to search around for something to wear. Unlike before, I wanted to put a little thought into my appearance today. A big part of that had to do with Ethan, but me wanting to look more put together also had something to do with the way I was feel and I wanted to show everyone that I’m confident and that I’m not going to worry about what anyone else thinks.
After a few more minutes of searching around I finally decided on a scoop neck ivory sweater and paired it with some dark wash skinny jeans and a pair of light brown tie up high heeled ankle boots.
When I was finished getting ready for school I took a second to stare at myself in my full length mirror, just as I had done a few days before. Looking at my reflection I immediately notice a difference in my appearance. I was glowing in a way, like it was a new me staring back at me. I felt beautiful and full of life for the first time in a really long time.
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