AUTUMN -- pjm ff

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Antarctica. A quite interesting place if you ask me. It seems to be the only place in the world that has escaped the wrath of humans- untouched and protected by Mother Nature. It is also an accurate representation of my body right now. That's right, people. I'm literally a frozen popsicle stick, and I'm surprised I'm not in Antarctica yet.

With my whole body shaking, it's impossible for me to carry the weight of my backpack. Of course, if my mom hadn't insisted on bringing a million binders and notebooks with me to school, my life would have been just a tad bit easier. You would guess that I'm standing outside in the midst of winter, but unfortunately, it is only the first day of school. How nice.

  I bounce on the heels of my new sneakers, which by the way, were made in some sweatshop in China. Poor people. I once knew how it was like to live in poverty, always having to make decisions between food or rent. Before my dad died, that was my life. I thought that life would never end and I honestly questioned my reason of existence. That's how desolate my life was. Luckily, my angel of an aunt in Delaware, United States, saved me from drowning amidst a sea of hopelessness.   

To keep myself from dying of hypothermia, I tuck my head under the fluffy hoodie of my coat, earning me some weird glances from the strangers beside me. I make a sour face at them because I don't give a shit about what people think about me, and go back to the cozy sanctuary of my coat.

I don't intend on making any new friends this year because humans are very deceitful and I could never learn to trust one of them. It isn't like I hate humanity, I just have trust issues and absolutely dislike any social interaction whatsoever, just like any other sane person. Thus, I would rather live in Antarctica where my sturdy coat would be my ally and where I would have to deal with no one.

Well, all of this changes once I step onto that rackety, yellow school bus that's wheeling its way over to my bus stop. Never did I once think that a person, let alone a boy, could make my heart palpitate so fast.

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This chapter sucked. I have no idea where this is going and I don't really have time for it, but I want to try to improve my writing skills with this ff. That way, I'll be writing about my fanatsies as well as improving my English, although I live in America. I hope you like it!

P.S. This storyline came from a dream. ;)