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SENIOR YEAR
I walk through the busy hallway scattered with students who are also trying to locate their rooms. I make my way to the room allocated to me with apprehension, dragging my heavy suitcase and my backpack slung on my shoulder I pray silently "dear God, please I don't want to be put in the same room with one of the queen bitches and wannabe's or anyone who would make this last year of high school hell for me". I just want to be in the same room as any of my friends. Maybe not a friend but definitely not a troublesome person.
My dear school thinks it is a good idea to change our rooms at the beginning of every school year and assign us to a new one, with new roommates. Apparently, they want us to socialize, meet new people, and not be attached to only the same people we met since the day we started this school.
I finally arrived at my room after dragging my feet for ages. I hesitantly reach out to the door handle and open the door slowly, preparing myself to meet whoever my new roommate would be. The door makes a creaking sound alerting the person inside about my presence.
She turns around to be able to see who opened the door, and I see her clearly. I let out the breath I was holding and silently thanked the big guy up there. Luckily my new roommate is not a stranger or one of the queen bitches. The thought of being with one of those people makes me shudder inwardly, I've been there before and a repeat of that situation isn't what I need this senior year.
"Hi Ellie" I greet, and fully step inside the room with my luggage.
"Hey", she flashes me a grin, drops the sweatpants she is about to fold on her bed, and moves forward to give me a hug. We pull away and she helps me carry my suitcase to my side of the room, after setting my suitcase down she walks back to her bed and I use the opportunity to observe the room. This one looks similar to my former room, the only difference being the closet; this one has a bigger closet. After looking around and observing my room, I start unpacking immediately and fall into a conversation with Ellie about our summer holiday.
Ellie and I have been sharing a couple of classes since the day I started at this school in my sophomore year. I wouldn't say we are not friends; we are friends but not really close friends like Piper, Flora, Samantha, Karen, and I. speaking of friends, I don't know if they have arrived yet, so I fish out my phone from my backpack and text them in the group chat to let them know I have arrived, my new roommate and my room number.
After what seems like endless hours of unpacking, conversations, texting, and endless scrolling on social media, I get up from my lying position on the bed and straighten my slightly disheveled clothes to go to Piper's room. She is the only one who replied to the group chat letting me know she has arrived and her room details. "I'll be right back". I tell Ellie, "I'm going to meet Piper and maybe grab dinner after that, you coming?"
She looks up from her phone to meet my eyes "Nah, I'm so exhausted and I don't feel like eating; I'm still bloated from the lunch I ate at home" she says gesturing to her flat-toned stomach which doesn't even look like she has eaten since today. "Say hi to Piper for me, I'll see her tomorrow".
"Okay", I reply and leave the room to go to Piper's room. Luckily for Piper, she was put in our former room but with a junior as a roommate. I skitter through the hallway which is scantily scattered with some confused freshmen trying to locate their room and some other students who are also trying to locate their room or talking to their friends.
I arrive at Piper's room and find the door slightly open, so I open it fully and get in "anybody home?" I ask, making my presence known to the piper whose back is turned towards me arranging some things on her desk.
She turns around the moment she hears my voice "Pierson" she screams my name loudly; making me wince due to the sound of her voice. She moves quickly across the room and embraces me shortly with a smile on her face before pulling away.
"Where is your new roommate," I ask as we walk towards Piper's bed, gesturing to the other side of the room which is arranged and decorated unlike that of Piper.
"She just stepped out before you arrived" she replies and plops down on the bed. I do the same thing, making myself comfortable as we both fall into a conversation immediately, talking about everything that happened during the holiday.
"So who is going to be your prom date?" Piper suddenly questions out of the blue as she seats up, leaning on the headboard.
"I don't know," I say shrugging my shoulders, "Prom is still very far away you know; and I don't think anybody would want to ask me or even date me because if they wanted to, they would have asked since my sophomore year in this school". I answer
"I think you exaggerated a little bit there honey," she says raising her eyebrows "you have been asked out by one person whom you actually turned down".
"Yeah," I said, rolling my eyes. "And he did not just get a girlfriend the next day", I reply with sarcasm dripping from my tone. "That's to tell you he never liked me, we both know he just wanted to be the first person to get into the pants of the new girl". I say, recalling what happened in my sophomore year.
"What about you," I ask her
She also shrugs and says "nobody and I don't care because I don't need a date or a boyfriend in my life", and we both fall into a comfortable silence
The short silence is broken by me "don't you think a lot of boys are going to need girlfriends now not because of prom or because they like them but because they want to round up their fuck scores? I ask, opening my eyes to look at her.
"Yeah I heard Xavier speaking of something like that last school year, and that's one of the reasons why I think getting a boyfriend this senior year isn't necessary unless you probably want to get your heart broken". Piper remarks
Xavier's mom and Piper's mom are best friends so they are close like best friends, I don't know but he tells her almost everything that happens at the boy's dorm.
"Yeah, who needs boys anyway", I check my phone for the time to see it's time for dinner. "All I need right now is dinner and if I don't get going right now I might miss it". I say and get up from the bed "you coming for dinner" I ask her when she doesn't make a move to get up from her bed.
She gets up from the bed and stretches her body "I'm starving, I haven't had anything except a smoothie bowl since morning and I couldn't grab lunch because I did the last-minute packing so let's get going".
We take a look at ourselves in Piper's mirror and start moving towards the door when Piper's phone rings "it's my brother", she says and picks up the call while I stand at the door to wait for her "hello brother", and she greets her brother. "You go on, I'll join you" she whispers and goes back to speak to her brother.
"No problems see ya" I whisper back and exit the room to go to the dining. The moment I exit the dorm building the cool evening breeze brushes my skin making me shove my hands into my hoodie pockets to seek warmth. I walk silently to the dining building thinking back at my earlier conversation with Piper.
I say I don't really need boys in my life right now, but deep down I know I'm a hopeless romantic who just wants to be loved.
All these thoughts go through my head as I walk to the dining room when something suddenly makes contact with the back of my feet. I turn around to find what hit me, and then I see a football lying on the ground in front of me. "Who the hell would be playing football by this time of the day," I ask myself and look around to find who threw the ball, that's when it dawns on me, THE KICK.
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