The Unlucky One

Chapter One

I am a normal girl. Always have and always will. Not that I'm gonna lie and say that I never had any suicidal thoughts before but overall I'm a very normal girl. I've got friends, boys and girls it doesn't matter. I can be close to anyone as long as I'm comfortable with them. The boy friends I have are the ones considered popular in school, they're on the basketball team and all. The girl friends i have are the outgoing ones. Overall, I'm not some typical girl in books that's so pretty and popular or on the contrary so sad and unpopular.

On one side high school is pretty much very fun to me. You see, we have more freedom than ever, cheating hardly is seen as a crime no more, of course-when the whole class works together. High school's fun. Everyone is being friendly to one another, no more dramas, no more divisions, we're just a bunch of students who loves each others' companies. The problem came to the surface when one loves more than what is allowed of one's company. And that's what happened to me.

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'Hey', Emily was getting off her car waving and running at the same time towards me.
'Hey!', I shouted back at her.
'What's for Bio?'
'What?'
'You're holding Bio's textbook in your hand.'
'Oh, nothing. It's just that my bag was too full to fit anymore books. So yea..'
'Oh', she turned to walk with me to class.

The first period was AP Chemistry. I didn't know what i was thinking when i took this subject but i just hated it so much that i gave up on this subject. Well, not only me, but also the bunch of us who took this subject. The teacher was very lenient that he doesn't care whether we cheated or not as long as we got our works submitted.

When I said that the teacher was very lenient, I really meant VERY. So each time AP Chemistry came, the class was a jungle. Nobody cared to pay attention. Well not everybody, most of the class, including me. I could say that I really liked my classmates who took Chem with me. They're easy to hang out with and they're really friendly. So when Chem would come, students at my class began to form groups. Groups of our own, nerds, etc.

I am not a nerd as I said, I hung out with the popular kids and not to be a show off but I kind of had a time when I was quite popular. Not because of me, but yea people in school know me-I'm not going to go on details about this. I'm not saying I'm not popular in school now because hell knows sophomores know me (i hung out with the basketball boys duh).

So let's go back to AP Chem. I have a group of my own, not sure how many people in it but we mostly hung together inside or outside school, it doesn't matter to us that we must always go out together like how the cool kids on other school sometimes do but to us, we're just a simple group who enjoys talking and joking to each other. While the teacher was busying himself with what he believes is lecturing, my group was talking, not only talking but also laughing, aloud.

That day, we were discussing how fun it would be to swim after school ends. I was excited, like super excited. I've always liked swimming better than any other sports except tennis, because when you swim, you don't sweat and another which makes me love swimming is that I love being in the water. Water calms me somehow. That is why I prefer the oceans that the mountains. I prefer hearing the calming sound of the gushing waves, and water moving by the current. They calm me. And so, I was agreeing frantically to the idea.

The destination was Mark Evans' house, he has a swimming pool in his house. Mark Evans is a friend, never more, never will. I knew I have feelings though oppressed about him, I knew this since my 3rd year in junior high, but i wouldn't let it show or known. I was far too afraid to fall back into the pit I've fallen to about 4 years before when I liked Mark Evans and it was very hard of me to forget him. I did not wish for that to happen again. But feelings cannot be hide forever, they eventually resurface if you haven't remove them completely.