You must always believe in what's right and not what's wrong. There are billions of people in this world. We may find many people that can be harmful in our lives, but there also can be people that can help and support you.
Childhood History
My sister Avril exclaimed 'Mom! I'm moving out now!' My mom ran to her, hugging next then shed tears, saying 'We will miss you my dear.', sobbing. Taylor held the grip of the handle of her luggage bag, twisted the doorknob slowly, stopped to shed some tears and stared at mom, then left without saying her last words, not even a goodbye. My other older sister Taylor hugged mom by the back while she was crying. I walked out of my room, staring at them with confusion, then went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I then asked 'What's wrong?' Taylor immediately responded with a cold stare at me 'I-it's nothing, Rosé. Just get in your room.' I replied with a joyful 'OK!'. When I got in my room, I was reading some good books I borrowed from the library a few days ago. I love reading, so do my family, just my mother and father, not Taylor and Avril, they are more focused on relationships and beauty, just like the Plastics but in a friendlier way. I was good at Reading and Math. I wanted to be a successful businesswoman in the future, I even planned on moving out of the country when I finished college, but as you will have to expect, my life was turned upside down and dependent.
I was always thinking in my head that I would never get into fast relationships just because I was not like other people, I wasn't good-looking, I don't have the hype of interacting with not-so close people, but I want to have a fantasy life. A fantasy life like being happy forever, I have a fear of being devastated or being involved into a depressing event.
A few years later...
Me and Taylor were enrolled into a pretty good private high school called Cublions Academy. It was pretty huge, it had a modern gym, a big swimming pool, an auditorium, a tidy cafeteria, a science and computer laboratory, playroom for the preschool kids, and a beautiful garden coming with a basketball area. It was really beautiful. Taylor right then entered her section which is Section II, I entered mine, Section I. Loads of my 'classmates' were staring at me, and I was skeptical. I got used to being treated normal during elementary, but then why are many judging me now, I shyly but confusedly went to a vacant seat. I also loved drawing so while waiting for the teacher I got my sketchbook then starting drawing some guidelines. A guy beside was staring then introduced himself 'Hey, I'm Devin.' I stopped for a second from drawing to stare at him for 10 seconds then replied 'Hi! Uhm.. I'm Rose. A-' Before I could continue, he asked me to let him see my sketchbook like 'You look like you're good at drawing, I like drawing too, could I see your artworks?' I answered 'Yeah, sure..!' He was shocked seeing some of my artworks.. He liked it! He asked me how I drew like this and what are my other hobbies. I said 'I also like reading and I don't really know!' I ended that reply with a grin. He stared at me with a smug that made me awe. I smiled back at him. I asked him to end our conversation 'Would you like to talk more about drawing later at lunch?' He immediately responded 'Of course, beautiful.' At first I cringed, but then when he stopped facing me, I wondered 'Why beautiful? I am not THAT attractive like other hot girls.. Oh well.. I guess I just have to keep this sketchbook away.' I inserted back my sketchbook in my backpack which was gripping the two upper corners of the front seat.RECESS
I instantly went out of my section to find Taylor going to talk about Devin and wondering if he likes me for just calling him beautiful and liking my artworks. She reacted to my story saying 'Don't expect much on him, I get it, you like him and he is charming as you said, but you can't expect him to fall in love with you that fast. He just complimenting you and your interests, that's it, he's probably just being friendly, but don't worry, I'm here for you sis.' She smiled afterwards and told her, 'Yeah, maybe I won't. Yeah I guess he is just being friendly. Who knows?', She nodded. Next, I went to my locker then got my next period subject books. While I did, I was looking around people, I see many interesting types, the color haired ones, the badass ones, the plastics, and loads more.. I tried looking around to see if Devin was walking around too. He wasn't. I guess he already prepared stuff fast. What a man he is. I also think that he is quite shy outside, but normal in the inside. Those were my types.Devin's POV
Section I
Damn, Rosé has that freaky attitude inside her, I have to make her want more and most importantly, me. Hah, I have to do something that will surely shock her.What will happen next? Read Chapter 2!
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Love Screams
Romansa'Love is complicated, but that doesn't mean I'm giving up.' Basically just a story about understanding love. <3 I kept doing this story for ages but kept deleting it for English reasons, but I'm currently 14 years old right now so what do you expect...