i wrote this because i'm so whipped to this series on netflix which is the "stranger things", if you're a fan too then you'll understand the flow of this, but it is okay if you don't watch it yet.
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In our world, when people is asked how they've been or how's their life; only two words they'll answer, "Life's sucks." but I am exceptional for that daily motto, I've never been like that ever since when I turn 5 years old.
I always been happy and I tried to spread the positivity in my family. Which always works at them. But in other people? No. Been always ended up going home from school with a sad look plastered on my face. Mom is always there, if she sees me like that, she just simply spread her arms wide and I'll just run into her and accept her tight supportive hugs, and then, that sadness will gladly fades.
And now, tapping my pen, still thinking what could be the possible next words should I use for my essay that my literature teacher gave to us last Friday. And now it is Sunday and I'm still on my last 3 words to complete this 500 word essay about Charles Dickens, (sad fact: I still don't know about the rest of his novels, sorry.)
"Damn it." I muttered under my breath,
"Language, sweetie." I startled and turn around to see my mom coming towards me, handling my coffee.
"Still deciding what word you should use?" I nod and sip at my coffee, dang, mom's coffee that she always made for me and my dad still always be the best. "I really don't know what kind of formal words should I insert here." I groaned in annoyance. She suddenly stroke my hair and hummed like she understand how I feel right now.
"It's okay, sweetie. Maybe your dad can help you with that, but before that, let's go downstairs and grab some food, you're working all night for that essay, and I know how hard it is to create so-much-formal sentences," and I laughed, "but they never been formal to the students," she nods, "as always." and we laughed to together. I muttered okay when she tells me to go downstairs and I clean my study table and directly went to shower. Once I am fully dressed in my favorite comfy clothes, I ran downstairs to see my mom and dad preparing for a good breakfast.
I kissed their cheeks and greeted a good morning which they respond, and I sat down, digging up my food.
I was in a middle of chewing my food when my dad asked me, "so you my need help for that essay that your mom told me about?" I nod while I bite my bacon, I swallowed it, "yes, dad. I'm kinda suck at writing formal essay, and you know that." and we laughed. "of course, princess, i can help you with that, but make sure it's not about science okay? I'm really suck at memorizing scientific words." I choked at my own drink, and chuckled, "sure dad." and we change the subject and talk about what can we do for the rest of the day.This day was so fun, we played board games, mind games, and card games. After then, we have dinner, and decided to prepare for a sleep. I took a shower and settle my notebook for the essay that I'm gonna pass for tomorrow.
Monday comes, and I quickly prepare for my school, bid a goodbye to my mom and dad. And rode my bike off to school. I parked my bike on bicycle lane and put a lock on it, and hurriedly went inside.
The ring bells, sign that the class is already starting. I took out my notebook and the essay I finished yesterday. The class went like a lifetime, then lunchtime came. Finally. I bought some food and I was gonna find some place to eat when someone surprisingly poke on my belly, I almost spilled my drink and I turned around to see Maxine and Eleven giggled and I just give them a glare. They continued giggling and I finally found a seat which they joined. I started to eat when Eleven spoke, "Well? Are you just gonna eat? Tell us something!" I rolled my eyes, "And what would I tell? It's normal. As always."
They looked at each other and it feels like they're talking with their minds, are they psycho or what? Whatever. I took a bite on my sandwich, "Y/N, we meant to ask if who's gonna be your partner for the prom?" Max asked which Eleven nod as well. I gulped and muttered "shit", I finally look at them and shake my head side to side. They just grunted and took both of my hands, didn't let me finish my chicken sandwich. We ran until we reached the end of the hallway, we go through the field and hide under the bench.
"So? Go find somebody." Max annoyingly said while looking at me. "I...I don't know w-who..." I stuttered.
"You know what? We're just gonna find for you." Max looked at Eleven while Eleven nods at her, I frowned, "Why? You don't need to, Max. Its just that.....I'm just waiting for some guy to ask me." I said convincingly, please, not now---
"You can't just sit on your bed and wait for some guy who'll knock on your door and ask you to be his partner for prom!" She gruntingly said, I glance at Eleven and give her a help-me-escape-this-topic-look. El just shook her head no, "Please, El.", "nope, not gonna help yah." she said.
I took a deep breath, "Okay. Okay. I'm gonna find okay? But give me some time, I need to think."
"Good to hear, but", she stopped for a moment and point a finger at me, "after the end of this month, make sure you're already have someone to introduce for us." I nod. They nod back and we go back to our assigned classrooms.
* * *I almost walking towards the door when my literature teacher called my name. I asked her what can I do for her,
"Well, you were absent last Monday and we talked about the upcoming project I'm gonna need for the last semester.""Ohhh. Okay ma'am, I didn't know that already." I apologize, "It's fine, dear. So here it is." and she handed me a brown folder, "uhmm, this is the context, ma'am?", she nod, "Yes. Yes, and we're gonna start tomorrow."
"Oh. Okay, okay. Thanks ma'am."
I unlocked my bike and went straight home.
Once I was done eating dinner, I got off upstairs and took out my folder that my teacher gave me a while ago. I slowly opened it and read the context that I'm gonna need to do a research. I sucked at my breath when I finally read the whole context, "The Difference of the Two Worlds."
I stared at it for a long moment, deeply thinking what should I research about the context she gave me. "Wow, really? Two Worlds? How am I gonna suppose to find about this? I only know our world, and I didn't know what's behind the upper world." I sighed, and went through the window, I looked up at the sky and see that beautiful buildings, roads and, plants that came from the upside world.
I sighed for the second time and asked to myself.
"How I wish I could live there."
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