Kimberly's POV
Everyone set their eyes on the corridor as the familiar dribbling of a basketball was heard. Large curious eyes kept their gaze locked on the footsteps that followed the bouncing ball.
Attention was something her best friend , Mystia Clark , had never asked for ; it just managed to find her every time. She entered the school dribbling her life everyday and today was no different. Feat wearing white converse , skinny black denim jeans and a purple off shoulder top. One hand was busy dribbling the ball while the other held her very precious sipper bottle.
Making her way across the corridor , she shot greeting glances towards her team mates and ignored all the extra attention like always...........
"Hullo Kim, how do you do?" , she asked in her sophisticated British accent which was as strong as it had been five years ago....
"Well, if you do not count the French test today , I am good otherwise I am as good as dead", I reply looking up from my French text book. Her midnight black hair was tied up in a bun while her usually serene looking liquid gold eyes sparkle with excitement .
" Okay .. Well I have a good news and would you please stop pretending do read this French book and bloody listen to me ? " she asked while eyeing me funny.
She had a frown on her face and a mouth that was pouting.Okay I was pretending to read it but she doesn't need to know that , now does she? "Tia I am not pretending to read it , I already told you I have a test today but tell me what the good news is I don't wanna die of curiosity", I say while eyeing her because I know that she'll never let me win an argument.
" Well Kim , you might as well be a little more convincing because I completely fail to understand the fact that you are really going through your verbs while holding the book upside down", on the last word her gaze shifts down and mine does too where I see that she indeed was right. How freaking foolish of me.
" That aside, I wanted to tell you that coach elected me as our new captain for the upcoming tournament ", upon this her eyes lit up with pride and I felt so happy for her that I hugged her , something I had never done before because I knew she was not your average touchy feely girl , because I knew there was a reason for all that sadness in those beautiful eyes and because I was sure something life changing had happend in her life that she had left back in Brighton. Well there were a lot of mysteries to solve.......
Her reaction was nothing I had expected , she did not stiffen but hugged me back even tighter and I was glad because she was finally staring to trust me. As she was backing away from me , she knocked into something or I'd rather say someone.
" Walk when you have your eyes focused ", he said in the same accent as Mystia but stopped when he saw her . A look of confusion, recognition and utter bewilderment possessed his face.
Well guys so here is the first chapter. I hope you'll like it and enjoy my story .......... Well this chapter is a bit short as it was just an introduction basically. I wrote it as Kim's POV because I wanted to describe how people saw Mystia. I guess I won't update everyday but I will surely try my hardest to make every update worth reading . see ya...
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A Jog Down The Memory Lane
RomanceMystia Clark , the most popular yet distant girl in Seaview High , has a past nobody knows of. She keeps her distance but that doesn't stop her from being a subject of interest. No one knows of the pain she carries around and no one tries to as she...