"OUCH!" I screamed in pain as the hot shower water stung my freshly scraped elbow. I quickly threw my arm down by my side hoping the stinging would simmer down. I had just come back from my first track meet, and of course my luck I fell trying to jump over a hurdle. Damn, I hated track, I was only in it because my crush Matt was. I thought if I showed that we had common likings he would notice me, hah he noticed me, but not for the right reason. The flashback of me falling kept racing through my head, everyone laughing, including him. Ugh, I hated myself at this point. I find a way to fuck up everything.
I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I just sat on the toilet, not wanting to move, just thinking about how stupid I was. I quietly laughed at myself as I stood up and looked in the mirror. I was thrown back by the reflection staring back at me. Why did I even try? Even if I was sporty, I was too ugly for the most popular boy in school to find the slightest interest in me. I just stared at all my flaws and shook my head in disappointment. I shrugged it off and ran upstairs to my room to get ready for bed.
I opened my door and just sighed. I have been caught up with school so much lately I haven't been able to clean my room. I looked at the clock and it read 10:13. After 10 minutes of debating to clean my room or just go to bed, I chose to clean it.
By the time I was done, I was tired out. I looked over at my clock and realized it was almost midnight. Great, I get up in 4 hours. I jumped in bed, and covered up. I probably laid there for another hour before I even fell asleep.
Before I knew it, it was already 4:30 in the morning. I drug myself out of bed and slowly made my way downstairs. My mom greeted me with a big wet kiss on the top of my head. Ew. I heard banging from upstairs, which I'm guessing was my older brother. Sure enough it was, and I thought I looked bad this morning. His eyes were completely bloodshot, his face was pale, and his ears were burning hot.
My mom grabbed his arm and pulled him towards her, lightly placing her hand on his forehead. "I knew it, might as well go back to bed, you have a fever hun." My mom said calmly. He shook his head and walked back upstairs half asleep. Honestly, I wish I could be in his position, I was so embarrassed from yesterday I didn't want to face anyone especially Matt.
The bus ride to hell was dreadful. My stomach flipped the whole way there. I couldn't even eat breakfast. God, I overreact, I just needed to get my shit together. So I did just that.
I jumped off the bus, and walked right past Matt and his crew with a big smile on my face. To my surprise they weren't snarling and laughing at me, just talking which made me feel so much better. Right when I reached to open the door, someone slipped their arms around me and beat me to it. When I looked up, I met the big brown eyes I had fell in love with 3 years ago.
