❝We sometimes think we want to disappear, but all we want is to be found and understood.❞
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Senior year of highschool can be the turning point of your life, they say. The year e...
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"Hey, nerd. just stop with your stupid guitar, it's a trip, not some boring-ass music class." Mellisa taunted me, rolling her eyes and everyone laughed agreeing with her.
"Whatever," I mumbled and packed my guitar in its case before getting up from the stone curb.
As expected, our team won the trekking competition, all credits to the over-enthusiastic Brianna. So, everyone was chilling around the fire while the team that lost was preparing dinner.
I walked towards my tent to keep my guitar when I heard running footsteps towards me but before I could fully turn and understand, out of nowhere a hard force knocked me from behind over to the ground, making me land flat on my face.
"What the frack dude!" I exclaimed, pushing the heavy body away from me, which was laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh, man! We're sorry, we were just playing." Andy cackled, barely composing himself, and got up from the ground, before giving me a hand. I clutched his hand and got up too, wiping off the dust from my dark green sweater, making sure it won't get dirty. After all, it's my favorite sweater.
"Did you say frack? Frack!" I heard a familiar deep voice, I looked sideways to see a guy with long dark brunette hair laughing like a maniac clutching his stomach, with his gray eyes barely opened.
Stupid stupid Ethan!
They both were laughing hysterically at me, as they tried their best not to fall on the ground. I just looked at them with a straight face and my arms folded in front of my chest.
Frack is a cute substitute for the curse and yet gives the same meaning.
These kids won't understand.
"Yeah, so what?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance and picked up my guitar which fell on the ground, dusting the case with my hands.
"We are what, In third grade? Frack!" he taunted in between his laughter. It's not even that funny, and they're still laughing like little kids. He's saying I'm the kid here, huh.
"Yeah laugh all you want," I said in annoyance and started strolling towards my tent, which was barely a meter away. It's my wish whatever I say, why do they care?
I got into the empty tent and placed the case near the cluster of bags. I let out a breath, to be honest, it's not new, these kids have a habit to make fun of anything and everything. I rolled my eyes when suddenly the zip of the tent opened, revealing Brianna wearing a cute black sweater and blue ripped Jeans.
She gave me a huge smile and stepped into the small tent holding a Polaroid camera, I looked at her with confusion but before I could say something she clicked a picture.
"What, wait-" I shrieked, hiding my face in my palm but it was too late. She was already laughing while the picture slowly came out of the camera.
"Aw, you look cute Chrissy." she giggled, handing me the little glossy picture. I glanced at the picture of me with my mouth half opened with my eyes squinted like I've seen a ghost while my body was in a weird posture.
