Eternal Bloods

Part the First: Stella (One)

Part the First: Stella

One

Everything is new.

            And that was nice.

            Junior

I am now a Junior high school student at Andrew Westbrook High School in Arrowstone, Denver. Everything that had happened during the past years of my life is now long forgotten.

            For me, this will be a new year. When I say new, I mean, new. From mind settings to studies, and to my favorite subject of all time: Boys.

            Yeah, that’s right. Boys are subject that really involves everything about me. I just don’t know why all of them try their very best to get my attention and not to mention the fact that they fall head over heels onto me. I asked my best friends about it but all they say was like this, “Well, certainly you radiate beauty without you trying so hard unlike the other girls here try their very best to look good.” Another line would go on like this, “For them, I think, you are a Living Sunshine that dawned from up above the heavens.” And this line would really rate me as the ‘Most Bitch Person of All Time’ “You magnified all of them and you hurled them as your pets and then toy with them.”

            That last line is definitely not true.

            But they say it is.

            And I truly don’t like it.

            To save face, I entertain them. In a nice way, of course and I do it even though there’s really no chance that I get involve with them.

            That’s who I am. People say. But me, Stella Agnes Hamilton, knows better than anyone else. Even if I’m the daughter of a columnist, John Hamilton, and a librarian, Natalia Hamilton, they don’t know how I move in school but they do know that I, Stella Hamilton, am a good student. Almost

            And I assure myself that this day would be the best day of my life.

         Sunshine rose through my window and I got up rubbing my eyes and wait for something to sink in. Well, technically not, so I stretched myself up and gave myself the biggest yawn that I can manage. I turn to look around my surroundings and shrugging, I headed to my bathroom.

          Things have change since this last summer. The time I only got my perspective right was when I broke up with Kevin. Yes, that’s right, Kevin. Kevin Duhanney.

            No matter what happened, even the world would turn upside down; Kevin is just a friend to me. Sure, he’s a boyfriend material, with looks and undisputable charm, but him being a good person, I can’t play with him. All in all, Kevin is sweet, caring and he’s always so protective when I’m miraculously got myself into trouble. I hate lying to him. Ever! So after my sophomore year and summer drags into, I broke up with him.

            It will be good for Kevin and me. Without lies that would play all along if we’re still together. He really is not the one for me but a friend rather.

            “O God gracious!” My face looked too pale when I looked at my mirror. Then I checked my hair and found out that it all got tangled from my sleep.

            Let’s see what’s in store for you this very first day of your junior life, Stella. I glanced at my reflection one last time and grabbed my towel to take a shower.

“You have to love them, honey, because if you don’t, I’ll not cook anymore.” Natalia Hamilton, my mom, joked around me. Mom is all about cooking. That’s only what I have to say and you know what, if she ever saw you in a bad state like broken-hearted, she will cook anything you wish for. (Seriously, I didn’t get broken-hearted from my break up with Kevin. Which I didn’t take in seriously) “Don’t worry honey! Your mother wouldn’t dare to do that to you.” John Hamilton, my dad, said.