Promises h.s

one

-My reflection stared back at me. This was not me. When did I become this person?-

My white blouse was now messy and unbuttoned, my makeup was smeared and my skirt was higher than usual.

My dark roots were visible, making it obvious that my hair wasn't natural blonde. This is not me, repeated in my mind once again, My eyes closed, remembering every detail on how I got into this mess.-

My hands were on the steering wheel, my dark brown hair everywhere due to the open window from my car. I was on my way to school. The realization hit me, I can not believe that I'm a senior now. I can't lie and say that I'm not scared because I am, and very much.

This is my last year in High school and after this I will have to go to college, my mom wants me to become a doctor or a lawyer, but the truth is I still don't know what I want to do.

My father is out of the picture, after he left us for a younger woman and his now newborn. I got very sad when he left, after all I was always "daddy's girl." During the process of my parents divorcing I felt very lonely. I really didn't have no one to make me company, except for food. I relied on food last summer, and-Let's just say I still don't like my body-Sure, I do not look like I used to before, but I still feel and see myself unattractive.

I got some serious low self-esteem issues. I know I am not fat anymore, after starving myself this summer. Now, I wanted to prove a point. I've never had a boyfriend, and I've started to believe that I'm the problem that I don't have one.

I have a diary were I write all of this things down, writing about how I'm not really myself. In school everyone sees me as nice and innocent girl, but in reality they really don't know me, even my best friends. One of my habits is to purposely flirt with boys, for later acting like I didn't know I was doing it, or that I t was an accident, and they believe me. At first it really was an accident but later I got myself deep into the internet. Discovering things and acquiring knowledge.

Turns out, that I'm a little, I like acting and being innocent. I want a daddy that will care for me and call me nicknames. I want to be rewarded when I'm good, and even punished when I'm not.

After discovering this, I made a switch to my wardrobe, my wardrobe now consists of pastel colors, skirts, and thigh high socks. I felt happy after discovering this, something I hadn't felt in a while.

So that is all I did this summer; starve myself, change my Look, and well one more thing, chat online with a daddy.

I was very desperate ok? I went into a website late at night created an account and now, every night I text a stranger that calls me cute nicknames and asks how my day went. Don't worry, we do not know each other's name, and sure once or twice I've sent some pictures, but none of my face!

The only thing I know of him is that he is 26, and he seems to have a good shape, from the pictures of his dick he's sent me.

I finally arrived to school, making sure to park my car correctly. I have a thing of things having to be organized, maybe because I was born a Virgo.

I walk out of my car, feeling the breeze through my legs, making my plaid skirt rise a little bit. I felt some stares but I ignored them.

I grabbed my pastel purple backpack and walked into school, now with even more stares at me, which was weird, but it also felt good.

"Woah look who turned hot during the summer." A female voice spoke next to me, I looked to see who it was and I smiled, it was Abigail.

"Look who says it!" I said. Abigail smiled.

Abigail or how we call her,Abby, is about 5 feet tall. She is tan and honestly gorgeous. She is skinny but also thick in the right places. Now I don't want to sound jealous, but she is always the one who gets the boys, and the girls. She is currently in a relationship and honestly I wish I was in one.

"How is Bianca?" I asked

Bianca was her current girlfriend, they met in the summer and apparently she goes to a different school from ours.

"She's great! Honestly it's a good thing we go to different schools, makes me miss her more, so when I see her I love her even more." Abby said, with a big smile in her face.

Abby and I finally reached to our lockers, leaving all of our stuff inside when then I heard another familiar voice.

"I missed you guys so much!" Melanie spoke and hugged us.

Melanie is now the tall one. Since Abby is 5'0 and I'm 5'2 .Melanie looks like a giant next to us, even if she is just 5'6.

Both of my best friends are beautiful, Melanie broke up with her boyfriend last year since he was going away for college, and it did hurt her, but I believe she is better now.

I started to talk with the girls after then I saw him.

He was walking through the halls, with curly hair, wearing black pants and a white shirt, his three first buttons, were unbuttoned, somehow looking even hotter, I felt myself loose my breathe. He is gorgeous, the way he walked said he was confident, and such a daddy.

Everyone's eyes were on him. I few gasps were heard by some girls, which is not surprising. Yet, he ignored everything and entered a classroom.

"Who is he?" I asked, still in awe by him.

"He is our new English teacher." Melanie said, calmly, almost as if she had no effect by him.

Melanie and Abby continued with their conversation, while a bad idea crossed my mind.

My mission is for him to be my daddy.