One Less Lonely Girl

Looking for Love

Lou's POV:

I live together with my parents. We've been living a simple life since I came into the world. They say that in our neighborhood, I'm the luckiest girl for having the prettiest face in our town. Which sucks because I used to have their attention. I used to have the spotlight not until tons of problems came to me. When I was 5, I heard my parents talking. They were planning to tell me that I am not their real daughter which I never believed in until I was 8. They told me, that their biological daughter died so they decided to adopt me. I'm so mad that time not because I was adopted, but because my biological parents left me. I never had a chance to see them. Luckily I had my best friend since we were 3, so I run to her and tell her everything. She was my comfort zone. She was like an angel. She was the only person that I could tell everything and anything until we were 13. Her family had to move because of work. It was so painful watching the only person you could talk to about everything was slowly slipping away your hands. It was one of the hardest goodbye in my life. We never talked since the day she left and I guess she had new friends and just forgot about her childhood best friend. That's when I started to have a hard time trusting other people.

To me, once you got closer, they'll end up leaving you when they found someone better.

When I was 15, my dad left me and my mom to be with another woman and now he has a new family. That's when I started to hate guys. After a year my mom barely goes home because of "work". So I always end up being alone at home and I never learned to fix myself. I always had this messy hair, simple shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a hoodie. I've been wearing that same outfit over and over again. When I go to school, they would tell me that I'm so ugly. That I don't even know what fashion is.

I could tell that my teenage years was the worst years happened to me.

But I just didn't care at all.

Behind those things that pull me down, it was hard to be okay, but I got used to it. For the past 18 years of my life, no one has ever tried go approach me. The same goes to me, I never approached anybody. Because I was so scared that they might reject me, and I know that they'll just look down on me.

And oh, I've been living alone for over a year. My mom left me for her new family. She told me that her family wouldn't accept me so I should just look for my biological parents and live with them. Isn't it weird knocking in the front door of your parents saying, "Hey, I'm your daughter and I've got no place to live." I wouldn't waste my time looking for people who left me since day 1. But still, life goes on for me.

It was over a year living in this lonely world of mine. Every morning I wake up, my neighborhood would yell and say, "You're such a useless person that's why all the people you had left you.", yea right. As if you never complimented me. It's so hard to take all that, and sometimes I just want to give up on this life knowing that no one would ever want to be with me. I coudn't find what real happiness is. Should I just give up?

I went out my house and walked through the street. I sat down the sidewalk and started to cry. I don't want to go to college anymore. I'm giving up.

Until...

I saw a guy, walking through the other side of the street. He was smiling so brightly as if he doesn't need to worry about anything. He saw me looking at him. He smiled. I wiped my tears, look away, stands up and walk as if I never saw him. What is this feeling?? It feels so weird. I forgot about giving up the moment I saw him.

But no.

He's also a fake. I should trust no one. Those smiles are dangerous.

I had no other choice but to attend classes. As I walk into our room, I immediately saw Stella. She looked exactly like my childhood best friend. Is that her? When did she moved back? There were other three girls beside her. They were Stacey, Sam and Steffany. Those girls are the most gorgeous, most famous and most attractive girls in our campus. They looked like super models. At a very brief moment, I got jealous. I wish I was like them.

Wait, am I in the wrong room? They can't be my blockmates. This can't be happening.

Before I had to turn my back and walk away, I heard a voice called me. Her voice sounds like an angel. She sounded like my childhood best friend, Stella. Could it be her?

"Lou? Perhaps are you Lou?"

"Uhm, yea. How did you know me?"

"Right, Stella. How did you know this old fashioned girl?" Stacey mouthed and laughed with the girls.

I rolled my eyes and said, "I don't know what did I do wrong for you to hate me. You may be famous but you've gone too far Stacey!"

"Oh-ho, look at this dumb girl. Don't you ever dare me or else you'll regret that you said something you shouldn't!"

"Stella, tell us if you know her and you can't be with us anymore." said the leader of their group, Sam.

"Uh, no. I just saw it on her name tag." Stella mouthed.

What? How could she pretend not to know me?

"Wait, Stella. Remember our childhood?"

"What are you saying? Stop embarassing me in front of my friends."

"That's my girl!" as Sam told Stella.

It was so damn embarasing. I was going out when I heard another voice called me.

"Lou, you're in the right room."

It was Steffany. Among the four, she was the kindest and the smartest. She doesn't tolerate her friends when she know they are wrong.

"Thanks" I said and I sighed.

( bell rings )

"Let's wrap it up now, I'll see you tomorrow, class!"

Classes are already over. As soon as I walk out, I notice someone's following me so I headed to the hallway. I was running out of breath. I think I lost him. Suddenly, I bumped into a guy. He looks familiar. Have I saw him before?

I was surprised when he talked to me.

"Hi, I'm Miles!" he introduced himself while reaching out his hand signing for a handshake. Am I dream-

"The guy who'll put smiles on your beautiful face."

Nobody ever told me that. Unless they are joking around. Why did he said that?

"Oh.. hey! I'm Lou and I got to go." I nervously replied and quickly run off the hallway.

I don't know how to react. That was a bit embarassing.