a girl who feels depressed finally gets away from school and gets up to mischeif with her dream boy but what happened when he takes her around the world, sexual, romance, mischeif everything she ever dreamed off... read now
dream sequence:i hear whispers, claps as i enter the classroom i feel loved admired, but suddenly i hear laughter strike upon the room as i cry the only tears left to cry i ran out screaming as people chased me
Y/N:i wake up hearing screaming as my phone alarm going off, checking the time i had no longer than 5 minutes to get ready, i quickly brushed my teeth and brushed my hair while shoving on; blue pants,white bra/crop top and a big, furry jacket and my mothers mothers neckless, i looked in the mirror and i was speach-less.
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For the first time in my life i felt pretty, i stood their in shock until my dad walked in and shouted that i was going to be late, i nodded my head than i grabbed my pink plain bag and walked out of my room heading downstairs grabbing a piece of toast covered with cheese. i walked out to my mums car and opened the door climbing into the passengers seat.
after my mums boring ride to school full of her asking me questions that i was still unsure of the answer to was, i got out and said my goodbyes. As i walked through the stares i walked in to the building of where my friends was, i faked a smile and sat down hoping it not gonna be a drama day but all days are full of drama or is it just my days... i looked at everyone imagining how perfect their lives where, how they were noticed and had so much friends, i just hoped and prayed that i would be like them to day... but do i really want to be them, the bitches who for some reason have friends and treat me like shit, do i really want to be a person who cant live in reality for one second and tell people their weird and ugly, no i don't cause i'm better than that i don't want attention i just want to be me.
i heard the bell, i suddenly started to get up and i raced to the stairs of the only lesson that i feel is the only lesson i get to talk in get to be myself, but was that lesson really alive?was their a lesson that really described you and helped you in my school? no, cause the people in the lesson distract you and you can never replace your time for how long they distract you, and how much that time they distracted you costs your life even if its for 1 second your life your dream...its gone. The smiles of everyone around me is a big lie, they must've cried one time atleast, or are their lives just perfect.
I go to my locker and opened it as hundreds maybe thousands of letters fell out, i picked 1 up and it read the words ''B-I-T-C-H'' i picked another one up and ''W-I-E-R-D'' i felt tears down my cheek bones as i rubbed them away quickly i walked over to my friend and smiled signaling lets go into form.
