Wait for Tomorrow | Daniel Seavey

01

Acknowledgments

I'd like to start off by saying that this book is entirely inspired by "After" and "Blue". Thank you for choosing this book. You really don't have to read the warning but you can if you really want to.

Warning

This story involves sensitive topics that most people are not comfortable reading. If you wish to continue reading this please note that most of these situations are serious and have occurred in my life. Please be so kind to not leave rude comments about the situation. I have feelings and choose to express the way I felt in this situation through the characters in these stories.

Yes, some of them are more dramatized to make it more interesting. Only some big topics have happened to me. Others have happened to my siblings so I have put our situations together and emerged them into one person's emotions. Although my siblings are too afraid to speak of their feelings to me, I will try to express how I would have felt in the situation.

Also note that NOT ALL of the situation are real. Most of the time they aren't. There are only a few that have occurred. I am not going to take the time to tell you which parts of the stories were based on situations in my life. Of course, you can ask questions and I'll gladly answer if they don't hurt to.

I chose to write this. I chose to somewhat share my feelings.

The boy (in this case Daniel) was actually never involved in my life. There was no love/relationship that had occurred. I've been wanting to write about Daniel Seavey's for a while but also write about my parents. So I thought, why not mix them up to create a more dramatized version?

Enjoy reading and again, don't be afraid to leave questions or comments about topics. I'll try to answer most of them. <3

Harper

My foot taps against the floors of English class. My head hangs low against the cold desk that my arms rest upon, my hair's sticking up from the back of my neck. Those same dreadful words echo in my head. Everyone find a partner, he said. Even God himself knows that I, Harper Morgan the most unsocial person that has ever stepped foot on this planet, will not be doing that so easily as the other students.

For God's sake Mr. Myers.

Of all the things we can be doing right now, Mr. Myers chooses to torture me with this embarrassment. He knows I don't find a partner when it is optional. God, how I wish that this assignment allowed it to be optional. I am perfectly capable of reading a book in Shakespearean language by myself. What's so hard about it? This assignment will be the death of me.

"Harper!"

My head shoots up from my thoughts. Mr. Myers' eyes burn through mine like a hawk, his glasses glaring from the bright lights on the ceilings. His eyebrows furrow with anger and his face grows a hint of red.

Oh Lord the whole class is staring.

"I've been calling your name several times now, Harper." He states angrily. My eyes widen at the sight of his irritation. My fingers lift to push a strand of hair behind my ear as I gulp.

"I-I'm sorry Mr. Myers. I wasn't paying attention."

"Clearly."

Excuse me?

"Where's your partner?"

I've been so busy worrying about the situation that I haven't even thought about choosing a partner. Who would want to be partners with me? No one. These students know me as a stranger and I'd like to keep it that way. The thought of being partners with these students sickens me. I can't risk lowering my grade because of these dumbasses. I'm so close to having a percentage of one hundred in this class.