Him
I was nervous. It was the first day back to school after summer, everyone must of changed once again. I sure have.
I lost weight, a lot. I looked much better. Almost unrecognisable. I finally looked like the pretty girls on Instagram.
I put in so much effort to look like this yet I was still nervous. Nervous to walk in and see people's reactions.
Sighing, I bit my lip harshly as I slowly begin to take my steps towards the school.
I would earn some glances and whispers but all I could focus on was how nerve recking everything felt.
It would be good if my best friend was with me yet she had to go to a different state due to her swimming. She was going to compete in the Olympics one day.
In all honesty, I had no friends except my best friend of course but otherwise I was the school's loner.
It was fine though, I didn't get bullied or anything. Nobody even acknowledged me, it was as if I was a ghost.
Checking the time, I head towards my first class. Hopefully we don't have assigned seats, I hate assigned seats. I either always get put at the very front or with someone very judgemental, sometimes even both.
"Good morning Miss Adams."
I glance up from the door to see Mr. Stevenson greeting me.
'Not a bad start' I thought before bowing my head to him and smiling.
"Sit anywhere, you're quite early so you have a lot of choices." He chuckled as he gestured at the empty rows.
Each table was a two seater meaning you would possibly be beside someone.
I look around to see 1 or 2 students already seated.
The table at the very back on the left hand side was empty, it also had a window to lean and look out of.
Now that was my type of table.
I quickly skip over to the table as I place my stuff down whilst Mr. Stevenson nods and begins to write in his clipboard.
I assume he's writing down where most students are sitting incase we get a cover or something.
That's when he walked in.
The boy that would break my heart into two pieces.
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Unrequited Love
Romance"I'm so tired of being your next best." I whimper. "Why can't you just want me as much as I want you. I'd carry the weight of the world on my shoulders for you, yet you'd still choose them over me....when will I be enough for you?" He stares at me...