The Inexperienced Girl

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Hi, my name is Roselle Becker. You can all call me "Ro". I am sixteen years old. I won't tell you where I live because you might visit into my house and barge in to me and I wouldn't want that to happen.

Today is Wednesday and it's still summer so I am currently in my house and NOT in school, obviously.

And I don't know what to tell you next…

Er…

Um…

Okay, since I'm not doing any interesting thing right this moment, I am going to tell you things about myself.

Well, I have parents. My grandparents are still alive and kicking. I have a brother and a cat (those are not the same but I treat them equally though). I really have a very few friends and I can count them with my fingers. (I don't feel I need more friends though.)

And so their names are: Simon Adam Dalton, and Adaira Louise Harkin.

Yes, there is only two of them. You got a problem with that?

I only have two friends because I don't like socializing because I suck at it. I'm not really shy, I just don't like to talk with a stranger. I really believe the "Don't talk to strangers!" my parents taught me. Everytime I feel like someone I don't know wants to talk to me, my hands automatically put my headphones on my ear, hopefully making the person not talk to me.

I only talk to Simon and Ada because I trust them. And I trust them because our parents are best friends and are already almost family to us.

We ALWAYS celebrate together. It may be Christmas, Easter, Independence day, birthday— name the holiday and we get to spend it with them. Ever since I could remember, the Daltons and the Harkins were always around at every celebration.

I sometimes go to their houses for a sleepover. But most of the time, Ada and Simon sleeps over in my house.

BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO OUT.

And there are things that I love to do that I can't do outside.

For example: laying down. I can't really do that outside because it's hot, and I really prefer inside the house because there are so many places I can lay down; On the couch, on my bed, in the bathtub, on the carpet together with Woody the Cat.

Enough of those, and now I'm going to tell you about my appearance.

Well, I have one head, two arms, two legs, two eyes, one nose, one mouth, two ears, ten fingers and ten toes. So, therefore we conclude, I have a normal body.

My hair is dark brown that you could almost see as black. It was naturally straight and is down to my waist. I got it from my mom, who has the only straight hair among her siblings. My mom wants to keep it long but as long as she buys nice hair products, I'm fine with it.

My eyes though were unique. They don't have the same color but I can see just fine. My right eye was blue and my left eye was brown. These are my favorite organs, you know. I think my parents were proud too when they found out their first born has both her mother and her father's eye color in one birth.

I often face the mirror just to look at my eyes. I like the difference between them. I really spend time watching my eyes, staring into my reflection. There was once, my parents caught me staring at my eyes in the mirror of our living room, they talked to me if I have problems. (They thought I was going bonkers!)

But I answered them, "No, I'm just looking at my eyes. I love the colors."

Well, about my physique, my height is 5 feet and six inches. Not skinny, but not chubby either.

And now that I tell you some things about me, I don't know what to tell you next.

Um…

About love interest?

Okay…

Well, there is NONE.

I've never had a crush to someone, not even to actors. I don't think I've been attracted to anyone but I can atleast say if I think of them attractive.

The thing is I am not into other people unless they're family, or Ada's family, or Simon's family.

I don't care if that person is the hottest jock, or the campus idol, or the head of student council, or the school nerd, or the transfer student from another continent. They're still not part of my so-called world named "Ro Planet".

But there is one person who can enter the "Ro Planet" without any permission (besides my family and friends, of course) and the name is Taylor Swift.

Yes, Taylor Alison Swift. The blonde girl with bangs who could write so many songs in a couple of months. She is most welcome in my world. I love her songs, you know.

And for the third time, I don't know what to tell you next…

I'm not really good at talking, so you should ask me questions.

What am I doing right now?

I am laying in the couch, holding my phone on my right hand preparing to press "next" if I don't feel like listening to the song after. Woody was also laying down on my stomach. The fat ass cat thought I was a throw pillow.

I got that cat when I was thirteen. No, actually, I picked her up when I was on my way home from school. I almost missed the bus that day.

I was half walking and running to the bus when I heard a meow. So, I stopped and looked for the kitten, it was under the shrub so I reach it and took the kitten and place her in the front pocket of my hoodie. When I got into the bus, the other kids were looking at me because there was meowing in my pocket and the kitten slipped her head out of my pocket. But as the usual me, I DON'T CARE!

Well I guess now you know that since from the very beginning, I am not really sociable, friendly, outgoing. In other words, I am also categorized as introverted.

But I believe in the saying, "It's better to be introverted that a person with perverted thoughts". And I thank you.

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