I have been…procrastinating on this.
I have been writing solely advice so far, but that’s not all I want to do.
Heres part of a story that I’m writing please honestly tell me what you think in the comments section
Here we go:
Everything happens for a reason. At first no one really knows this, until there forced to learn. Forced to see, forced to understand. I know, I mean I think I do. I have had the pleasure of learning the hard way. I go through a lot. A lot more than a lot of people see. I suffer a lot more than any one knows. I learn though, and I get past it. I take everything up at once, my problems, other people’s problems. It’s a lot to handle. Sometimes I feel like I’m just way to young. I feel like a little immature brat, at least I do till some one tells me different. I want someone to tell my different, someone to explain how special I am, these things all most only happen in fairy tales though. The chances I have of finding love are to slim. And it breaks my heart.
He walks up to me like it’s nothing. I can’t believe out of everyone HE is the one who gets picked to be my partner. This sucks. Nickolas Spelling is one of the hottest guys in school, says everyone else. To me he is just a waste of space. A complete waste of space. He walks around like a fricking god and steps over everyone who he isn’t making out with. He is a complete man – whore and once I even saw him smoking out side school. On top of it he is my ex –boyfriend. He used to be dreamy to me; now he is just a complete asshole with a little black book.
“Long time no talk X.” He said as he reached me.
“It was meant to be that way Nickolas.” I reply scooting over to the next chair and pulling out my laptop.
“Aw I missed you to.” He says in that voice I used to love. The voice he used to use when he talked to me to make me kiss him even when I was sad. He immediatly turns the chair I had just vacated from so he sits with the back of the chair in the front. Legs on either said of it.
“Yes because that’s what I meant.” I say opening a blank document in Microsoft word to take notes on. He keeps talking but I drown him out as I title the document and put both of our names under it. I turn towards him when I see him staring at Melinda McFarber’s butt out of the corner of my eye, “How about you go make yourself useful and go get these books from the library?” He shrugs and stands up walking away with the list I gave him. Finally he’s gone.
He came back, books in hand 10 minutes later and plops them on the desk.
“Thanks,” I say not meeting his eyes. I can remember the last time I was able to do that. It was last year when he told me he loved me. An hour later, though, I walked in on him and Melinda McFarber making out in a corner. He had propped her up on the wall like he did with me and was letting her have it all including my love. “So what do you want to be in charge of Nickolas?” I say still avoiding looking at him directly.
“There was a time when you called my Nick.” He says pulling out his computer as well.
“Yeah well, everything has to stop at some point, so Nicholas.” I pull my sweater on to my fingers so they will stop looking like they’re shaking. “What do you want to do for this project?”
“I’ll find the pictures I guess”
“Great. There’s the bell. Bye.” I am so happy that it’s lunch next. I can feel the tears already coming.
Jessica comes and finds me at the start of lunch. I’m sitting with my back against the wall, my knees up, and head down in the girl’s restroom. Big blobs of mascara are running down my face.
“Hey are you okay X?”
“Yeah I’m fine.”
“You know you suck at lying right?”
“It’s my partner for the project in history.”
“Who is it?” There’s a moment of silence. I should tell her, she was there for me the most during the break up.
“Mrs. Murphy paired you with that asshole?”
“Well buck up sweets, you can’t let him have this control over you”
“But he does Jess!” Jess started pulling me up. She whipped out a mascara wand from her purse and redid it for me fixing the messed up areas with her nail.
“Okay, okay, who says you have to show it though.” What is this crazy woman saying? She can get kinda scary when she’s like this. She took out items from her purse, things that shouldn’t be able to fit in the little thing. She attacked my hair with a gleam in her blue eyes. She pinned it up in intricate braids, a dab of this and that on my face and even I had to admit I looked pretty good.
“You look great!” Jess says admiring her handy work as I stare in the mirror.
“Yeah I do, wow” I grab Jess and hug her really tightly, “Thanks Jess!”
“I love you too,” Jess says wriggling free “but if you mess up my handy work I’ll go crazy!”
I look back to the mirror to make sure I still looked okay.
The lunchroom is crowded but our friends at the table closest to the door have saved us seats. The cafeteria food is actually delicious here. I walk proudly past Nickolas and his crew. I am happy that I catch Nicholas do a double take when he sees me walk by. I don’t know why it makes me happy, it’s not like I still have feelings for him….right….yeah I don’t. As we approach our table Matthew notices us first.
“Hey strangers,” he starts “Where you guys been?”
“Umm…” I look to Jessica for help. “Yeah what were we doing Jess.”
She’s ready like always. “Elixa here waited for me, I got stuck in Mr. Marks’ classroom cause I was late, again.”
“Why were you late this time?” asks Matthew.
“Well I had a serious fashion emergency.” Replies Jessica sliding into the seat next to her boyfriend, Jason Oaks.
Jason laughs at this, “Babe you do realize we where a uniform right?”
“Oh shut up.” She leans over and kisses him.
I am used to them go on like this so ignoring them I sit next to Serena. The friend group is made up of Jessica, Jason, Matt (Matthew), Serena, Finn McFarber, and me.
Serena is sometimes a tad bitchy but otherwise a true friend.