The Girl Who Tried

Chapter Two - School

School was always a pain for me, getting up in the morning and making the effort to put the tiniest bit of makeup on, just so I could impress, but who? No one was by my side except from Jemma and Lily, they're the only two friends I had, no love, no hope in school. I was a straight A student with a passion Of photography, all I wanted to do was take photos of blossomed flowers or beautiful landscapes, anything from a wide range I would take pictures of. I didn't have a professional camera, mine broke after my sister, Sophie, smashed it to pieces after being so angry with me, I wasn't too bothered, I could always get another one, I suppose, but I would just have to save up for a long time.

My school was just a normal high school, we have different groups at different ends of the canteen, there were the popular ones, the geeks, the nerds, the sport crazies and the weirdos, and I didn't sit with any of them, all I did was sit with my phone, scrolling down the same old news feed of all of my social networking sites. I didn't have many friends or followers on them, I just use them to spread my photography worldwide, hoping someday someone will say to me, what you do is great, one comment like that could make my life a whole lot better, even after all what's happened.

For my options, I chose, photography, performing arts and maths, my three favourite subjects! I wasn't too good at performing arts but I still tried. I enjoyed acting and dancing around the studio with my friends of course, not alone. That would be weird. Anyways, the bell always rang at the precise moment when the clock strikes 3:10pm. I rush out of school, to get away from everyone, I just wanted to be alone. I hated everything about school, the people especially. I could only really talk to my Photography teacher, Miss Waters, because she was the only person who could feel what sort of emotional rollercoaster I'm reliving again and again. She always said what my mother said, she was always like a second mom. But she could never, in a million years, replace my mom, she wouldn't be too far behind though.

It was A Thursday, my favourite day of the week, the one day I get to go to school and read in the library, writing stories that will probably never get published because they were too crappy, or my punctuation wasn't correct. No one has ever read my stories besides Miss Waters. She said they were brilliant, but she was just reassuring me. I don't think she actually ment it, because if she did, she would have a really bad sense of books and genres.

Authors note

So it's kind of late were I am, and I need some sleep, I will post a new chapter in the morning if I can be bothered😋