The girl on the photo is Vai, Violet, what do you think?
I walked towards the front door where Emily and I met every morning.
Emily was my best friend since first grade, she was actually more like a sister to me. She had been there for me in the hardest situation of my life, when my parents took a divorce, and she was the only one I could relly on and the only one who could distract me from my reallity. We had a couple of fights over the years but no big deal, our bond is so strong, I'm sure we'll always stay close. I wouldn't handle my life without my best friend anyways.
Since I saw that Emily wasn't there yet, I thought I could go get my things for my first period from my locker. I have chemistry and I really hate it. Not that I like many of the subjects at school, but chemistry along with physics are the worst. I am more of a talkative type, I prefer to analyze poems and write essays rather than just sit there and hear the teacher talking. I write myself as well, maybe because of my mother. She's a writer and I started writing at a very young age. Childish stories with fairies and dragons at first, maybe it sounds silly, but for me it was my world and my distraction from my parents' fights. I now write poems and articles and stuff, but my mother and Emily are the only ones to read them. I feel proud for what I write, but I would be embarassed if anybody but the both of them would read my writing. It is kinda like letting others read your mind and your soul, and I'm definatelly not a person that lets others know him so easily.
As I reached my locker, the hallway was empty. I took my things for my first period and I was ready to turn around and return to where Emily and I were supposed to meet, but I felt a breath on my back. I wanted to run, I'm not easily scared but I was alone in the hallway and no normal person would stand behind me like that without saying a thing. But if it was a rapist or a serrial killer, he would kill me before I could take a step, so I would rather turn around and be ready to die with dignity.
"Geez Vai, are you fucking crazy? I am half dead right now and I'm sure I'll faint any minute now! God, don't do that ever ever again!" I said in one breath, trying to calm my beating heart down, relieved that it was just her.
Like I said, no normal person would stand behind me like that.
I hope you guys like my story so far, it is the first one I write and my english isn't anything special, so excuse the mistakes. I am happy to see that there are actually people who have read my story. :D
Please comment on how you imagine Taissa, it would be helpful if I ever wanted to put a picture of her. ;)
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