Hershey Kisses

First Kiss

It's time to wake up. Ugh why was I moron pulling an all nighter to finish that game. Ah crap the bus is about to arrive

I jumped off of bed, feeling my hair standing out like a haystack bouncing, as I rush to the bathroom to clean my face. I looked at the mirror noticing all I can see are blurs. I ignored that and continued brushing my hair and rolled it up into a bun and searched for my eyeglasses blindly. As I reached for my glasses, I ran downstairs and grabbed a granola bar.

"I'm not missing anymore assignments" I talked to myself, "And Chris has the other notes for the test in the afternoon."

As I was about to leave through the front door, I almost fell back hearing a screech.

"HEY AH-TE!!" I hear it again, "Where'd you put my DS?!"

It was my brother who ran downstairs and grabbed my backpack before I stepped out. "I let you borrow my DS so you can finish that stupid love story game." He growled, "Can you give it back to me?!"

I ruffled through my backpack and gave back his DS. "God why couldn't you wait until this afternoon?" I huffed. Even though I'm a few years older than him, he treats me as a little sister. Not only that, it's because of him repeatedly calling me out 'Hey Ah-te,' I've been given the nickname Hayate. I hated the name but it does sound better than calling my real name Sophia. When it comes to girls, all they do to me is bully me for being with the "cute guys." But that never bothered me because I met a few cool girls throughout high school. And thank god this is my final year in high school.

Yep.. another year of no big events going on with me. I like that way and I never liked joining after school activities to cheer the sports team or fundraiser events. The school I was forced to move to was as plastic as High School Musical. It really makes me gag seeing the football captain talk to me about anime. Or rarely seeing any fights at all unless there's an argument about a student's test grade. This school is by far the cleanest and plastic school I ever atteneded. I want to move back to my old school, but then I'd have to encounter him once again.

I chose to stay in the plastic school than seeing his face every day. It's because of him, I never want to encounter another situation between love and goal. My number one goal in my mind is to become a comic artist. I know my parents would never support my decision, but I'm at the age where I choose my own path. Even if they choose to kick me out, that didn't matter. It just means I can continue following my path to my goal.

As I rushed out of the house and contantly looked at my wristwatch, I zoomed into the park between my house and the bus stop. I had ten minutes left before the bus arrives, so I used all my leg strength to push me to the end of the park. All of a sudden I hear an argument. It sounded like a girl so I halted for awhile and looked where the yelling was coming from. I glanced at the big tree and found the source between a couple.

Seems like another typical high school couple fight. Better walk away slowly before I get myself into another situation. As if.....

"What gives you the right to see other men when you have me?!" The guy shouts as he spots and pulls me into his arm, "If this continues on, then it's best we're through and I have the right to see this girl from now on!!"

Both me and the girl were shocked what this boy was saying. CRAP!!!! I didn't want this happening all over again.

"Ugh!! It's no wonder you lost trust in any girl you go out with." the girl groaned in disgust crossing her arms and glared at me, "If that's what you want, FINE!! Go with your next 'Juliet' and see if I care. Good bye."