My Red

another day of rejection

'Finally the reply I've been waiting for came through' .I opened the text and saw that it contained no words- just a solitary emoji, Seriously?! Not even a single word. I brush my wavy sand coloured hair from my face and sighed thinking ' this is what I get for partnering up with my stupid crush, way to go me'.

I throw myself onto my bed as I yearn for them to finally acknowledge my existence. A lonely salt-filled tear rolls down my crimson cheek, and waited. As I felt the loneliness set in, I felt numb. I heard the rain hit my window its rhythm had soothed me -it had felt like a light hug . I was hunched over hugging my knees as I studied the blank wall that was across from me .It had felt like the world weighed me down. Numb that’s all I felt.  

I felt like the most pathetic thing in the universe to be miserable  over some girl that doesn’t even acknowledge my presence. She probably only agreed to be my partner because I was good at science.

BANG! my nine-year-old sister pounds our door down with gusto.  I leaped from my slumped down position . I almost bashed  my head onto the shelf above. 'Ever heard of knocking?' I asked in a sarcastic tone. She smirked and shook her head 'ever heard of not crying over stupid stuff, Sam?' Sallie sneered. Ouch that one hurt.

'What's wrong with you, incredible sulk ?' Damn she's good at this. 'Do I have to beat someone up?' She grumbled in an aggressive tone .  I shook my head and hung it pathetically. My sister shot me a look of ‘ tell me what happened.’ I studied her face as my eyes filled with stingy tears .

My throat starts to ache as I attempt to choke the sharp bitter words out. 'It’s nothing seriously, I’m fine. I just need to be alone.' She ran to me. she wrapped her large muscular arms around my soft chubby body. She had trapped me in her tight embrace that I couldn’t escape. My sadness froze me in place. The last place I wanted to be in that moment would be in her bone-crushing arms .
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I couldn’t sleep that night my mind was racing. Thinking about all of the other partners that I could’ve picked. It's as if the universe was playing awful tricks on me. I should've seen this coming . The fact that my day was more bearable shouldve been my warning sign. My anxiety eased up . I actually understood what most of my teachers where waffling about in school. I didn't even zone out as much. This was HUGE for me . It was all too good to be true . There's always something... Something that i do that absolutely ruins everything. 

I should've not talked to Casey.H . I shouldn't have gotten lost in her deep ocean coloured eyes. Her brown curls framed her round freckle covered face perfectly. Perfect.

That's all she was. She was amazing at Volleyball. She had looked almost angelic like. Her ideal beauty had balanced her bold and radiant personality. She was also pretty smart not fully a brainiac geek like me. But... Bright. Thats what all the teachers say.

All of the guys would fall at her feet and do her bidding just for her validation. I shouldve looked away and focused on them chem notes... FUCK! I didn't get a good block of the chemistry notes.I hope Olivia.S has them notes. This is the worst thing about me, Its impossible for me to not dwell on the past. It haunts me…
  

A/n 585words i honestly have no idea how I've gotten this far. This story was actually my English creative writing essay that i haven't submitted yet.(hah sorry not sorry Jonesey) Yea anyways hope you enjoyed this bit so far :). This little story has been pretty loosely based on my life experiences Im also open to any sort of criticism!:))
~🍊Clem aka. The person whom ( probably used that word wrong) attempted to write a semi decent story