Chapter 1
The thing I hate the most is waking up in the morning. For me it's like taking away the best moment of the whole day. Getting ready in a speed which I guess is about the speed of 100 horses' together ends up messing my room all up. And running for the bus with about double the weight of bags of an average student cause half of that contains my change for the extra sports class I have to take, is my normal start of a another day.
It was just a kind of replacement to overcome the extreme feeling of hell I had after I had to leave my sport class just before the opportunity of me being promoted. After 4 years of continuous practice in that, it really felt a lot but that's what life is. Nothing is permanent no matter how much it matters to you and how much you have done for it. Time consumes it all. And when we look back, it's just like fragments of dream which no matter how good or bad are, always ends up making one cry. It's just how it is. And nothing can ever change that. Atleast not an average girl like me.
"Did you prepare for the test?"
-"Again!!!!"
"You didn't right!? Ohh thank god! Atleast you are here to company me Quinn."
-"Yeah, we can fail together now. Right Stella?"
"Don't you dare to bring good marks again. You always do that and act like a dumb like you don't know anything.
Hey! What you take us for?"
-" Heheh....I take you for an idiot. Atleast you should know about your serious condition, you can end up in a mental hospital at any moment"
"I will definitely take you with me as well. You are not less than anyone else"
-"Yup, than we can dance and sing there like idiots"
"Why worry about that, we aren't any normal even here anyway"
-"Who wants to be normal in a school anyway."
"Especially when no one is normal in their"
-"yupppp!!!....hehheeeh....."
Well, school is mostly about fun and nonsense talk with friends. The talks which doesn't lead to any conclusion but are special enough to make us forget about the 'next' thing going to happen. Sometimes it's just a mean to pass our time but sometimes it's a way to escape from reality and for atleast a small fraction of time, live as freely as one could. But not always. Sometimes it's just another place where you are bound to be even when you desperately wanna escape. It's just inclinations.
"Can you tell me the answer of this question?"
-"umm......wellll......I don't know....."
"Hmm....I expected"
How can he expect that? I bet that teacher doesn't even know my name. But he expected me to be dumb, seriously what the heck!
"Does anyone know the answer?"
And again like always those some radiant smart punks raised their hands, answering in a strange language and acting all like they know everything. Well, even if they know everything, is that teacher schooling only them or all of us! Can someone see if I am getting things or not please!!!!
"Complete all this by tomorrow and submit me. Also prepare for the test tomorrow. Your marks will be added to the portal so be well prepared"
-"Yes sir!"
Do he seriously think of us as machines. Not even two hours have passed and we already have tons of homework in top of our head. I think it's not about 10 minutes later that our head will burst out like an egg. But still this is far better than other awkward and weird situations I face mostly.
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