**Day 100**
My life is inexplicably complicated.
I've gone most of it feeling like I never fit in anywhere, which I'm told is quite normal, and like I could never interact with people like everyone else seemed to.
I've gone without a relationship, without sex and without a complete group of friends where I felt I could just be myself.
Every single one of these facts changed from one day to the next around a month ago. This is my diary, of a hundred days in the life of me, slowly counting down- to what, I don't know but I'm hoping something good.
So, July. The month my life changed.
{*flashback*}
I cannot believe the amount of work we've been given to do over the holidays. I swear it's in violation of some sot of right we have. Me and my friend are currently working on a presentation that's due in the first day back, about some poet from many years ago who's very dead now.
I only feel half guilty about making her do most of the work, in all honesty I'm trying to make plans with my other friends, so I can leave school and bask in the amazing weather we've been having lately.
Firstly, I message my school friends, but they've gone to a town a bit further afield than I'd like to go, so I end up messaging my best friend of seventeen years (more like a sister to me really) called Nora. As it turns out, she has already made plans with a couple of my other friends- which, I'll admit hurt a little, but where they're going is really close to home so I decide to join them.
There's only one catch, the people she's going with are people I'm not entirely comfortable around, since The Incident. That's what I've decided to call it. Basically, what happened was eight shots on an empty stomach, coupled with heartbreak leading to an unfortunate threesome with one of my closest friends and her fuck buddy. It's safe to say that it complicated things.
I hadn't really spoken to her properly since The Incident; I mean it's been long enough, a few weeks since it occurred, so I guess it's time to take the first step into getting our friendship back on track. Although I do so loathe awkward social interactions.
The weather is the best it's ever been; I'd hate myself if I decided to just stay in school for the rest of the day instead of dealing with the situation.
"How many slides do we have left to do?" I say "we", which I guess isn't true considering Kat has been doing most of it for us.
"Just a couple, we could go out on the field now and just do the rest at home? I'll email you what ever info I find and you can do the same?"
I can tell she's fed up of being stuck in the school's stuffy library and not on the field watching sports day- I think her boyfriend is going to start running soon.
"Sounds great, but I think I'm actually gonna leave soon and go to the river with Nora and some friends." Kat knows about The Incident and I don't really want to tell her that Gabriella and her fuck buddy (who are sort of in a relationship but also sort of aren't) Mason will also be there. Kat tends to be a drama queen so I know she'll make it a bigger deal than it is.
"Okay, if we get registered I'll let you know and come up with an excise for you." She smiles as she says this, because she knows it's not the first time she's had to do this and it won't be the last.
"Thanks Kat, I knew there was a reason I love you." We hug and say goodbye before I rush to get home and get ready for meeting up with the rest of them.
I care about Kat a lot, despite her tendencies to gossip and be drama oriented, although her and her boyfriend are a bit vanilla. I love 50 shades as much as the next girl but I'm pretty sure those two couldn't handle 5 shades of beige.
My thoughts become occupied by images of Christian Grey, and I vow to myself to re-read those books at some point. Before I know it, I'm home and deciding on what to wear.
I know that I've got no one to impress, but I still always try and look my best so I wear one of my best just above the knee length dresses, with a pink bikini on underneath. I doubt I'll swim but I will definitely be tanning.
{*end flashback*}
It's kinda funny. Looking back on everything. On how simple it all used to be. Everything's a bit fucked up now.
I don't think I'd take it back though, I don't think that knowing everything I do now, I'd choose to stay and finish the presentation with Kat and ignore Nora's invitation.
If I had, then I never would have met Isaac, and even though I hurt him and he hurt me, I wouldn't take it back for the world.
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A Hundred Days
Teen FictionOne hundred days in the life of me, told through flashbacks, slowly counting down to Day 1. All of the ways in which my life got complicated, in which I got hurt, hurt the people I love and discovered what I truly wanted out of life. It feels like...