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Jake Highlander was the type of guy who should never have been interested in me.
I was average, while he was astounding.
I had C’s in school, while he had straight A’s.
I made the art club, while he made the sports team.
I had nothing, while he had everything.
Jake Highlander was the type of guy everyone liked, the girls swooned over him, and the boys wanted to be just like him. There were even a few instances at school where he’d get a new hair style, and then suddenly the next week, half of the male population would have the same cut.
Those who didn’t like Jake would only dislike him because of jealously. He had such a great appearance and personality; even I would find myself becoming envious of him from time to time.
Now you’re probably wondering just who ‘I’ am.
I’m the girl in your school who doesn’t stand out, the girl who just got her braces off last week, and for the first time in two years, feels free. Yet at the same time, has never felt so held back. The girl who even though she has ‘friends’ never considers herself a part of a clique, or group, because every time she thinks she’s found her best friend, they go and stab her in the back. That’s me, Esther, the bitter, artsy girl, who has no relevant friends, well ‘real’ friends anyways.
Why am I writing you ask? Of course, because my stupid therapist Miss.Cook forced me to put all of my inner feelings into some shitty piece of paper, so she can read over with her cat Mittens, and eat ice cream. That’s right Miss.Cook I know just what you’re up to.
I also would like to address that I do have some anger issues… But I’ll speak on that a little later. For now let I’ll just focus on Jake Highlander, the one person on this Earth who makes me feel necessary.
Jake is my junior by two years, only 15 years old, while I have just turned 17. Though you would never be able to tell, being mature for his age, as well as his height and appearance could get him into a bar if ever necessary. It’s too bad that he is a christian though, or else he would have a great time getting into trouble.
That’s right. You heard it, Jake is a pureblood Christian, born into the family so it isn’t like he had much of a choice in the matter. Not that it would make a difference if he was one or not. It is easy to tell no matter what background he did come from, his looks would take him to the top of the popularity ladder no problem.
His christian ways tend to weigh him down in certain aspects of his life, from what I hear anyway. Carly (ex-bestfriend #3) used to say she heard the popular girls talking in the locker rooms about how Jake was never allowed to go to prom party with them because his parents we such bible queers. Carly also said one time a senior asked him to prom, even though he was only in the 7th grade, but his parents wouldn’t let him. They were scared that there would be alcohol involved, which was completely correct, if I remember well enough, that year a graduate got taken to the hospital from prom after an overdose on the alcohol they had smuggled in.
By the time Jake had reached grade 10 (His current grade) He had been asked to prom 5 times by 3 different people. All of which he rejected ruthlessly, this year would be no exception. I had heard some of the girls fighting in the hall ways about who would ask him this year on my way to Art class. They all thought they should be the one to go with him, because of this reason or that.
