Totally Lost It

Dedicated to Nicholas Tsiones for being my very first super close guy-friend who I met in 3rd grade. I love and miss you, have fun in 7th grade!

I remember waking up one morning to the sound of my morning alarm at 7:00. 

                Time to get up, for the first day of school, I think. Today was the day on which I would start 3rd grade at Glen Oaks elementary. It was my second year there, and I couldn't wait for my journey  to begin! 

"Elle, get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast! And hurry up!" I could hear my mom yelling from the kitchen as I scurried to pick out my clothes. I was notorious for being late. 

"I'm COOMING!" I yell back. Never mind the fact that my sister was still asleep in the next room. In my house, we had a tendency to yell, even when it was absolutely unnecessary. I finally settled down with some baggy blue jeans, and my favorite button-down brown bedazzled blouse, and some light purple gym shoes. I arrived in the kitchen with a big, happy grin on my face. Today's the first day of school, today's the first day of school, I kept chanting in my head. I just could'nt help myself; I was one of those cute nerdy girls that liked school and was good at it. I was the one everybody made fun of, not only because of how smart I was, but also because of how I looked. I was this tall 4ft 9 girl with big thighs, small waist, and a big butt with a semi-flat stomach. Another issue was the fact that I was raised in a sorta rich suburb of Chicago, where mainly the white children stayed, and got made fun of and/or taken advantage of psychologically and/or physically by most of them. But some of them, very few but some, loved me for who I was, and were my closest friends.

                Like this one kid, named Nicholas Tess.

But meeting him was a whole differnet story.