"Not every bad girl has a bad heart , you see."
"I've again left somewhat like twenty pages. "
"So basically my 'goodbyes' meant , leave some pages and start writing after months. "
" I can't contend , obviously , for this. "
Hey diary,
I've started writing after six months.
Today was the first day of my High School.
I expected it to be bad and clumsy but shockingly , it was a good day.
There are some new girls , they seemed amicable .
I spent my entire day talking to them.
Teachers are good too.
I hope , this year goes well , with no disputes , with no harms and obviously without dating any jerk.
I think , those new girls are going to be my friend for the whole year .
No , I'm not sure but I hope.
I have a feeling that they are not like others .We talked a lot , about novels , literature , one direction and obviously, boyfriends.
Firstly , I didn't know whether I should tell them my story or not but somehow , I chose to tell them.
They seemed ferment to know it.
They told me it was interesting.
( Well , yes it is full of dramas . Lol)
They told me things about them.
About their ex school , their old friends ,their family and a lot of other thing.I liked talking to them .
We were so much involved in gossiping that we didn't even hear when the home time bell rang.
" But we've just started talking , ugh ! ", one of them shrugged .
And the rest of us laughed.
I hope everything goes well .
At least for this year.I want to be happy.
Although , I'm not me anymore , I'm some other kind of me or maybe I'm me but not like what I used to be.
( This is height of perplexity !)
After a long time , I'm genuinely happy.
I hope to face no more hurtle.
My past doesn't bother me now.
I've moved on.( GOOD TO READ ! )
I sleep with peace.
I wake up every morning with serenity .I'm very much changed now.
For all the musings I have now , thanks past.
I gotta sleep now.
Goodnight.The next day...
( Everything's changed except the habit of not writing dates. Lmao)
Today was a good day again.
We did everything same as we did yesterday , except we were thrown out of the class , for not listening to the teacher while she was explaining some shitty chemical reaction.
( I remember how weak my chemistry was ! )
We were standing outside the class.
For the first time , the punishment felt gladsome .
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Perks of being a Bad Girl
Teen FictionYou must have read it somewhere , " We are all bad in someone's story " , but have ever read about someone who's bad in her own story ?