"To misunderstood the nature and threat of evil is to risk being blindsided by it" - Joel C. Rosenberg
I looked in the mirror at myself pleased at what I have seen. Today I have my red hair curled nicely to give off a happy vibe and a yellow shirt to push it up a notch. I put on my favorite light jeans with cuts in it and my red vans. What? Who matches anymore? Anyways I look like a happy person that couldn't be possible so close to death. Even though I am. As if I was in a cartoon my hair suddenly looked flat to me and the yellow looked sad and old. I could fool everyone else but I know how I truly feel inside and it wasn't happy.
"Summer, darling you look beautiful," my mom said walking in my room. Her eyes got watery. " my brave little girl" she stated before looking at the clock and mumbling we should get going. She dropped me off at school since my car is broken. I waved goodbye and walked into my school and went straight to class. I am what people would call a good girl. I love to read, care about school, and don't get busy with guys if you know what I mean... I am a virgin. Anyways lately, my reputation for the good girl has been crashed down. failing, late for school, nevertheless, I am not messing with boys but ( am falling asleep in class. My attitude is also said to be critical... I don't see it honestly maybe it's from all the false hope from the stupid doctors. I am not bad I'm just... depressed and don't express it healthy...ahh is it even a healthy way. All I can think about is that I am gonna die wretched and without doing anything with my life.
"Summer, can you answer this question since you seem to be paying attention so hard," Mr. Ling said with a malevolent sneer. I paused as the whole class looked me waiting for my response. See why is he provoking a depressed student. How does he think I am going to respond.
"Fuck you," I said frankly everyone eyes widened.
"What did you say, missy," he demanded red-faced
"I said ... Fuck you" I shrugged Mr. Ling's body shake with anger.
"Get out!!! Get out right now! You have detention.". I got up and got my shit. I felt everyone's eyes burn into the back of my head no one said anything but they were still surprised by my behavior lately. I won't lie this my first-time gong to detention for something bad. I walk down the hall peacefully. When I made it to detention I see my best friend Marcus in there. His eyes got big and he chokes on his saliva.
"Why are you here you made it to school on time today ." He asks with an eyebrow raised I roll my eyes.
"I said fuck you to Mr. Ling" the words sounded uncanny coming out my mouth. Marcus' eyes get big again.
"What did he do talk bout your mom," he asks. Of course, he would think it would be something big like that.
" No, he was trying to be petty and I'm having a bad day so he got what he deserved" I shrugged being petty when someone is literally dying with no reason to behave. Come on now this how serial killers are created. Marcus grabs his chest.
" I'm such a bad influence," he said more to himself.
"Shut up, it haves nothing to do with your influence" I rolled my eyes look out the window cursing the real reason I'm going to act out.
"Then tell me what is so bad that you cursed Mr. ling out." he interrogates. He knows something significant is troubling me and won't stop bugging me to spill the beans without telling me directly that he wants me to tell him.
"The thing I don't want to talk about till it's over," I say looking down I still can't bear to tell him that I might leave him soon. His sad face tells me my face shows the pain my heart going threw about the unknown situation. Shit, he gonna kill me when he finds out. In an attempt to keep the dept of my secret hidden I try to throw the subject
"Anyways I realize that life is precious and I want to take advantage of it I'm always living on the safe side I want to try new things who better to show me than you," I say with the hope that he agrees before he can respond. A gorgeous guy with light brown curly hair and copper-colored eyes dropped a paper on the desk.
"Marcus, we have another party. We did not have your number so here the location that's on the invitation. "Marcus looked at me and smiled
"Perfect, can my friend come," he said shocking me. The boy looked at me as if he can see my soul.
"They will eat her alive but sure she ...pretty-ish," he said before walking away. I don't know if I'm offended or not.
"If you are serious I will help you but you must prove it by attending this party and not hating it. Before I could back down I tucked down my fear and told him
"I'm in" what can be worst than dying
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Blindsided
Teen FictionSummer Michael needs to undergo a serious surgery soon to live, but there is no donors insight. Making her restless to do the things she would have never did like going to a party and playing a game with the schools bad boy, Travis. Blindsided by th...
