Eventually, everyone calmed down a little from that whole anxiety rush (which lasted nearly two months) and 5th grade graduation came around. The ceremony was wonderful and I remember nearly every little detail.
I woke up that morning extra early and looked at the clock. My bus would be coming at 7:20 AM and it was only 5:00. I lay in bed until seven, thinking about the dress I picked out, and how everybody would be clapping while all the 5th graders would walk happily out to their buses to go home. At seven, I realized that I only had 20 minutes until the bus would leave without me so I dragged myself out of bed and trudged over to the bathroom. I splashed some cold water on my face and from that point on, nothing could possibly slow me down. I brushed my teeth as fast as humanly possible and took a quick shower without washing my hair.
I came out wrapped in a towel and sat down on the toilet lid to look at my dress for a second. It was white with little neon pink and yellow flowers on it. It had a black collar and a black ribbon to match the collar on where my waist would be. It was a cute little dress that I was going to wear with neon pink tights. I know, neon pink tights. What was I thinking? I have no idea. That's one of the few things I don't remember. Anyway, I changed into the dress and ran to my room to grab my glasses. Thankfully, I had enough time to shove some cereal down my throat, kiss my mom goodbye, and sprint as fast as I could to the bus stop. I made it there just as the bus was pulling in to my stop.
At school, I went through all my regular classes but they were shortened to accommodate for the assembly that would happen after lunch. It didn't feel like they were shortened though. If anything, the classes felt longer knowing that after this I was going to be having so much fun.
After a couple hours, the classes were done and we were released to lunch and recess. While my friends ate their food super fast and went outside to play, I stayed in the cafeteria the whole time. I couldn't eat anything. When another friend of mine leaned over to me from his table and asked if I was OK, I couldn't reply. I just nodded and gave a faint smile.
Something had just hit me. I'm going to go to middle school. I'm going to lose a lot of my friends because they are going to go to a different school and I'm going to start learning new things with new people. I had the chance to be a new person! Of course, I decided right then and there that I wouldn't try too hard to be different but I wasn't going to hate myself for being average anymore. I know that I had established that before but I changed something this time. No, I'm not going to hate myself for being average, I'm going to love myself for it!
I spent the whole rest of the day feeling happy for myself for passing elementary school and for coming up with a resolution of sorts. Little did I know how badly that "resolution" was going to fail.
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A/N: Ok, I decided. Even if noone reads my story, I'm going to keep writing it. Thanks for reading if you do! Seeya!
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