Me: hey, its been two weeks
Me: and I still have no idea on who you are
Me: please tell me
Nothing. I checked the numbers, and see if it matched that person's name, but nothing. "This is getting terribly creepy. I mean it is nice having someone tell you you're "cool" and "amazing", but.. Fuck. I'll just ignore it." I put on my earphones and lay down on my bed, just listening to music, trying to get my mind off.. well, life. I closed my eyes for a while and fell asleep.
I woke up to a monday morning. Was I alseep for THAT long? I got dressed and got to school, trying to not wake my mom up. As I was walking to first period, I bumped into someone and fell. I looked up and saw a girl with soft brown hair and light blue eyes, she had an angry look. "Watch where you're going, you fucking freak!" Well, she's the sweetest girl ever, isn't she? Just a ray of sunshine. "Ah, oh... Um..." I just stood there stuttering, she laughed and everybody stared at me. At that time my face was basically a tomato. 97% of my blood went up to my face. At least it's how it felt. I crawled to my backpack, got up, and ran away. Everybody laughed. I heard them. Everybody.
And there I was, locked in a restroom stall, crying my eyes out. Did I just make myself the laughingstock of the entire school? I thought. God, I'm clumsy. As I was waiting for my blood-shot eyes to get back to normal, the bell rang. Fuck. I forgot. How did I forget? I forgot about class. Now I have to walk in late. I'm just gonna fake sick. I'll go to the nurse's office, I might as well throw up, because I really felt like it. I must be the queen of overreacting, eh? I walked to the nurse's office and called my dad to pick me up, I needed about a whole long afternoon to get my misery out of my eyes.
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"She's just shy"
Fiksi RemajaJane Binachi is a teenage girl struggling her way through social anxiety and society's tough desires.