Light travels faster than sound, this is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak. That is the case with my so-called best buddy, he apparently blew his chance with this chick whom has disgustingly fiery, long red hair. Andrew knew better to not mess with the daughter of our school headmaster Charlie Brown, his geeky daughter the student body president is a complete controlling freak. I've had my fair share of encounters with her to last a life time, from what I gathered, she likes me.
How could she not? Her irritatingly high pitch voice is unheard whenever I'm near her, I often catch her stealing glances at me, and sometimes, down right stalking me when I cut class or do something that is not in the code of student behavior booklet she carries around.
Being the best buddy that I am to Andrew, hinted that the girl was into me. My airheaded friend, didn't catch the hint, so I directly told him to find another girl. Feeling "hurt" and "rejected", feelings I am not familiar with might I add, he sulked the rest of the day, annoying me immeasurably. Infuriated with the behaviour of my friend, the lecture my father gave this morning, and the fucked up tantrum about a silly barbie doll my sister threw the night before. I blew up, literally exploded when that same fiery red headed chick asked me to pick up a can I didn't left on the floor.
I broke one of the locker by kicking it harshly, the girl just stood there and watched me with no emotion on her face. That enraged me even more , but I knew better to not hit women.
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The diary of Kyle Preston
Short StoryA troubled teen with Anger management issues decides to write down his thoughts and feelings about the people around him to control his anger.
