B O R I N G
the only word that escape in my mouth for the four corners of my room 'just' for month. A FUCKING MONTH.
yes, I was grounded for a month because of the incident happened in the park with the annoying-beautiful -voice-guy.
I was writing poetry the whole month since it was the only thing I do when I'm locked up.
But for now I am preparing my things for tomorrow. Its the first day of school and Im afraid since I don't know anyone there. F U C K
This is what I hate when transferring to another school. I have to adjust to the new environment and the people. Well, i don't have a choice though.
I woke up because of the sunlight directing my face. I didn't realize that I fell asleep after writing my poetry.
📌
A Way Out
Do you know what it is like,
to lie in bed awake;
with thoughts to haunt
you every night,
of all your past mistakes.
Knowing sleep will set it right-
if you were not to wake.
📌 - Lang Leav
I took a bath and change my clothes since we don't have a uniform on my new school. I put my hair into a messy bun and put some lip balm.
I went downstairs to grab some food, and proceed to my new school.
I intended to be early so that I'll be familiar with the facilities here. As soon as I arrived at the school, I already see some students chattering and making homeworks. I walked to the hallways and check the cafeteria, the classrooms, the garden- it was quite beautiful but I think a lot of people come here often and it will be very crowded which I dont like. So, no. Not here. An idea pops up in my mind.
"What about rooftop?" I asked myself. A smirk formed from my lips and I happily went to the rooftop. Now, this will be my hideout. I told myself while climbing upstairs. I even use the fire exit stairs so that I won't even encounter people.
A dismay painted on my face. No, can't be here.
I hurriedly step back before they see me. It's already a hideout to a girl group- i think they are bullying someone, not sure though. I'm so dumb not thinking that there will also be some people who wants rooftop as their hideout.
"Now, where would I be?" I asked myself and just walk to the hallways.
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Not Another Story
Fanfiction"Cliché Story" said by everyone. Everyone assume what will happen. Everyone thinks they know what it really is. Everyone thought they know better than anyone. Too bad, it's not the typical story you've imagined.
