THREE MONTHS. THREE FREAKIN' MONTHS. I can't believe that I'll be graduating high school in about three months. I be done with high school heading to college and already I got accepted 2 colleges, but I know which one I really wanted to go and that is Seattle University in Seattle, sure my city has a great college around me, but I wanted to go somewhere that is far from home and visits different cities while travel back home to see my dad and friends. But I'm going to miss him, its always have been the two of us since I was about a 8 - year-old. I have hardly any memories of my mother except for dad telling me stories about her and every time he tells me about her it felt like she is still here with me.
"Yo, Estelle, you still with me or what?" Mack say, throwing a piece of sour patch candy at me. Mack is short for Mackenzie, she is 5'8 has long black hair that go to her back with red streak, dark brown eyes and have a nose ring on her left side of her nose and a tattoo on her ankle, it's a snake wrapped around a skull. The thing I like about Mack is her confidence and she doesn't care what people think of her or give a care about anything.
We're standing outside the school building on the sidewalk waiting for Kendra and her new boyfriend, they have been going out for almost about a month now. Ian, he better than the last two guys that she was dating before him, at least he cares about her and I really don't care for them when I first met them. Because the first one, all he seems to cares his himself and nobody else and don't know why Kendra even dating him in the first, he doesn't want to hangout with Mack and me, whenever Kendra wants all us to get to know each other and be friends, I don't see point into if he not trying to so why bother try, we just act like we are for her sake, but the relationship didn't last long. Then the second one, he seems, I don't know I still try to figure that one out because he confusing half the time don't know he says most of the time when he talking little bit too fast and coming up with his own words, so yeah don't know about him besides that.
"Sorry, no, what were you saying?" I say.
"She just text saying she won't be here before lunch, she has to do something."
"Should we go inside, then instead standing here like idiots."
"I rather stand here and look like idiots and watch all the others idiots do to make a fool of themselves."
"Well, Ill met you inside then." she gives me a nod.
Without not looking when I turn around I tripped over someone's shoe and making me fall to the ground. Sitting upright, I look at Mack with a little sad face.
"I guess I'm one of them who fools themselves." I say.
"No, you're not, you're just clumsily at all." she says, and about to help me up when the person step in front of her.
"I'm so sorry, here, let me help up." the person says. Looking up to see him have his hand out. And seeing the guy, he has dark brown hair and green eyes and the from where I am on the ground and he gotta be at least 6 ft tall. When I reach for his hand, I noticed something on his wrist. It's a tattoo of a Chinese symbol, but I don't know the meaning of it.
"Are you, alright?" the guy says, looking a bit worried. But when he talk I didn't notice it at first, but there a hint of Hispanic in his voice.
When I didn't answer him, he asked again. "Yeah, I'm alright. I should of looked where I am walking." I say, looking into his beautiful green eyes. For a second I forgot where I was until Mack clear her throat and step up beside me.
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The Ride Of My Life: Chicago
Teen Fiction17-year-old Estelle Hart has been a goody, always getting good grades, never gets in trouble with anything. Until, the day she met Tyler Hunter enter into her life, the boy whose changes everything that Estelle ever thought she knew or ever do somet...