Well erm-- you can spot a teenager running across her hallway because she threw a book at the hottest guy in school and yelled "I face-booked you" because she's crazy and also because she has no friends. Now you may ask why she's running? Well the hot boy has a hot girlfriend chasing after her to pull out her hair even though she has perfectly manicured nails because she apparently loves him.
Sorry we had to meet like this, me all completely sweaty and panty-- I meant I was panting. The thing is, since I don't have any friends I don't know how to behave around others or more specifically around those whom I have a crush on. Well for starters Tyler was supposed to find that funny...and supposed to think I'm humorous and hence cool.
You know teenage is that phase in life where you want to either drown yourself or drown others but I'm the third-- I want to watch other people fight like cats and in the end drown each other. The end. That's my perfect fairytale.
Talking about fairytales reminded me of why I should never read one in my entire existence or even let my children read them. My mother is a single mother of three and once I found these books in the attic and completely curious, I being my stupid self, instead of using this leverage called internet I decided to ask my mom.
Trust me she didn't let go of this topic for two days straight, she spoke and spoke and spoke told us the story which went on and on and on and she wouldn't even let me blink! Let me recall, I mean if she very knew I took even a second to remember the name of the book she'd sell my soul to the devil.
Harry Potter! I remember how she asked me to bring my sister's Hermione and Ginny so she could tell us one long ass story--- pardon my language, and if you haven't guessed by now that my name is Luna then well, I want to marry you. Guess it's just my luck that she named me after the most morose charecter, I honestly think she could have done better and named me Lily.
Anyways bragging apart, let's fall apart! I Luna Alicia Mary Scott was shifted at the age of 16 to a new school, considering here in my hometown everyone needs to find a new highschool it isn't a big deal.
Our principal being the most considerate man he is only gave me a week's detention for accidentally spilling the truth about my wierd attraction towards Tyler infront of my darling mother.
My mom looks like a goddess and so do my elder sisters-- as for me I look like a whale snorting every time I try to smile. Considering how my mom's half Indian and half Mexican and my dad half American and half British I should have had amazing genes. But the gene generator was tired because I was the third in line and exhausted that it messed up everything making me look like a white pale average--below average teen.
I'm not complaining honestly--it keeps away these creatures called humans and I enjoy my own company. Once a girl called Susan did this thing called affection by hugging me and it was pathetic!
Here's what I'm actually complaining about, my mom may look Indo-Mexican but her mind set is full-time Indian, I'll tell you. Her standards are higher that Mount Everest trust me, I'd rather climb that than meet her expectations. When I being an idiot spilled the fact that I had this wierd thing towards Tyler she decided I would be joining an all girl's school instead of a co-head one.
Tell me, after all these fucking years of my life-- I'm sorry I'm too Canadian for this, but this has reached the brimm of my temper, how would I feel joining a school where all like-- all the humans are females and bonus-- it's a boarding school which means I need to share a room, not like I didn't share a room with the TV, sofa and basically everything in my room-- the living room.
"That's final Luna, you're going to Sophia High tomorrow and that's just it" my mother chirps and that shit still rings in my ears. Hermione and Ginny get to choose where they want to go but when it comes to me I don't.
She always hoped that the last kid of hers would be a boy, one because my father said he'd run away if it was another girl and secondly because she wanted to name me Draco after this other bleached blonde charecter who's like as old as her now but--- I'd rather name myself Luna and get called Lunatic than name myself Draco and get myself called a Lizard.
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All Girls School Syndrome
Humor1 tablespoon of slim attitude ½ table spoon of "I regret my name" ¾ of "I'm a rebel" And 100 spoons of a hot boy next door Is the perfect recipe for disaster. ___ After purposely "Facebooking" the hottest guy in school and accidentally confessing h...