Hazel's POV
Can't believe it's finally here.
I'm actually leaving....
I'm leaving this hell hole.Happiest day of my life...
Hi, I'm Hazel (the picture above is me, I'm a brunette, hazel eyes; hence the name hazel; I know pretty original..) and as you have probably already guessed, I'm graduating today.
And..I'm cursed with such bad luck that I was picked to be valedictorian.Yayyy!!! 😐
Notice the sarcasm in that!!You know, I was actually thinking of using those lines as my speech but I decided against it and went with the usual "I'm gonna miss this place" that everyone uses....Hey, be honest with me, some people just say that cause that's what they are "supposed" to say when they don't really mean it....at all...
Well, today I'm a part of those people.
I just can't wait to get this over with.
High school was a very very dramatic experience for me.
I guess that was inevitable anyway...it's high school.
But my kind of experience was your typical school biatch hating me for some demented, twisted reason...so I was tortured all four years.Ha...just kidding...
Not about the part of the school biatch hating me, Gosh, no, she hated me...like hated me hated me but about the part of me being tortured.
Her name was Jade Quinçe. To call her a biatch is an understatement.
Ever since day one of Grade 9..she hated me...I have no idea why but to be honest she probably had her reasons.
I'm probably not the nicest of the bunch out there.
But I'm no Jade....
But then...knowing me, I probably did do something to trigger the hate....Maybe, she was in one of my past schools, oh maybe she was the girl in Grade 4 that I cut her hair....
Don't judge me...she stole my pencil crayon....And she learnt her lesson...Haha I remember the look on her face!!!
*sigh* Good timesI'm usually never the one to start to drama but if it does come my way, I will always be the one to end it.
So you could probably guess I did not sit back and let Jade take advantage of me.
Anyway long story short, Jade hates me and I want to grab her by her fake extensions and rip it out until she begs for my mercy....I'm not crazy!!
Argghh....this stupid eyeliner is not cooperating with me right now...
Yeah...I'm actually gonna put in an effort today to look like I wasn't the only human left that forgot to evolve and just evolved from the years of cavemen, where makeup didn't exist and a hair brush was non existent.
But so far, I'm not succeeding.
My best friend, Charlotte or Char (she's beautiful; although I don't tell her that, she has a bit of a big head; she's a badass though, she hasn't dated anyone since John from Grade four. She says no guy has met his standards since then. His "standards" being buying her food and candy for a whole month. I do not know where he got the money and time for all that food. She's obsessed with food; something we have in common. Anyway, she's a beautiful blonde with blue eyes) She would usually help me with this, considering she is the one of the pair that actually knows the difference between a mascara and a lip stick...
Okay..I'm just kidding...that was a bit over dramatic...I know the difference...
Isn't mascara the one for the eye?
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Trouble in Paradise
Romansa18 year old, newly high school graduate; Hazel Jade Rose Allen, moves to a small town she likes to call "Paradise" hoping for a quiet and peaceful vacation before going to university. Little does she know, the vacation ahead of her is going to be m...