The Anonymous Thoughts Within Our Heads

Week 1-2 of School

       Ah, High School. The glory of the shit hole.

     I've been told that the school that i'll be going to is a really bad school, that drama happens often. At first I didn't believe it because i've never went there. I just wanted to go there to be with my middle school friends. So I begged my mom to go there, even if she highly rejected me and strongly advised other schools. I just didn't want to be alone. I've moved enough schools as it is. It's always hard to fit in, especially being as quiet and introverted as I am. I don't like to ask for help, i'm extremely independent. Little did I know that later on it would be best to have listened to my mom's advice.

     At school, I have French class for my first hour, and there's this boy named M. Long, Ginger hair and his style is like mine, always a sweater. But i know nothing about him, so I start doing what i always do, investigating. Listening in to conversations since I don't talk to anyone. I don't have many classes with my friends, and first hour im alone. So I listen in to different conversations. I figure out he's a junior, like's Armadillo's, and he's a gamer like me.      

     Well, I found an armadillo picture in one of my coloring books, so I colored it and I sent it to him through my friends. Later on in first hour, he came in the room and was talking to his friends in the most adorable way he said "its an armadillo" but it sounded like ' its an armadilla'. I secretly fangirled and went on about my day happy for the first time in awhile. 

     Little did I know that that boy is involved with a terrible girl...

~Author's Note~

Sorry for the horrible small entry. This whole story is just going to be about me venting about my horrible life. Though i applaud you for wanting to stay on the roller coaster. Feel free to leave any comments and vote if you enjoyed this into to the journey.