Just One Kiss

Prologue

I am falling to my death
Because I have jumped
Off a six storey building?
My body is hurtling straight for the concrete street at hair raising speed.

      My mind has surprisingly
      Slowed down.
      I am not sure how one's
      Death is supposed to be
      Like but mine is like a
       Classic horror play.

He didn't care about me
He embarrassed me
He didn't care about my
Feelings

          My world was shattered
          Completely.
         Didn't he know the fact
         That my world did not
         Exist anymore because
         Of him.
         I ended up losing myself.
         I lost my personality,
        attitude and my all   
         Memories.
        They were all gone.

*Flashback*

Sharlene Sparks was a very shy teenage girl. She was pretty and lonely. She never really fit in at Springdale High school. She always wanted to be popular but things didn't work out for her.

She was literally in the friendless category but someone's got to do it.
Sharlene would just sit there waiting until school was over at the end of the day so that she could go and write in her diary.
Sharlene was happy with her life, but then was depressed at the same time, because nobody at school even knows she's there.

Sharlene's POV

It's the stuff of nightmares:

Sitting in a classroom also conveniently occupied by your secret crush only to have something horrible happen.

You throw up.

Your pants rip.

You see your favourite Riverdale character and you suddenly faint from either excitement, shyness or nervousness

Middle and high school are some of the toughest years to get through, not only because teenagers are raging with hormones, but there's the pressure to be popular and to do and say the right things.
All that on top of actually doing schoolwork, too. It's a lot.

Yes, bad things can happen to nice and kind people. But I found out that those seemingly life-wrecking moments made us stronger, better people especially for me!!!

I had many negative thoughts about how life was going to be when I first stepped into school. (Not because I was new and all or I shifted to another school, I was just shy.)

Am I going to get bullied?
How will the other students perceive me?
Are the students friendly?
Are the teachers fierce and strict?

My mind was plagued with all these negative thoughts as I walked into the school.

As I stepped in the school hallway, it was crowded with people, and the chaos was so perfect, like a movie.
There was the couple that was always making out on the left side of the hall, and about ten feet further down, the cliquey girls. Opposite them, the cliquey jocks, and between them, the parade of band geeks with their huge instrument cases.

There were the aerospace tech kids who never did anything but make paper air planes and the fashion kids that wheeled mannequins and clothing racks down the halls.

Then there were the overachievers, get off on doing lots of stuff. They seem to have missed the memo that people aren't supposed to accomplish anything until they're like 30.