It just felt right because it unnecessary drama

Sometimes there is better good in hiding dark secrets but I don't think there were any dark secrets that are being hidden by this two souls but instead, they were hiding their true feelings towards each other as they hearts were united but their brains refuse each other existence as they are stubborn heads. They refuse to draw out each other ego and agree there was each other first bittersweet love.

After recess, I just head to class, I left Lia in the canteen, I needed to breathe, a few minutes ago I enjoyed the prank gone wrong, and few minutes after I am washed in guilt. What the hell is happening to me and why did I fell devastated when I knew I lost it, my friendship with Miranda, we were never close friends, we were just hi and bye category,Memories of a certain fateful day rush through my mind, I hated that day. The only time we were together alone without Mark disturbing us was during assembly while waiting for the bell to ring to enter class, Miranda asked if I  wanted to play a game of tag and I said yes, thinking it just a game and the moment I got up from the bench I was seated, she turns me around making my side to face her torso, she pushes me.I already had bad stability, I was six when I tried to cycle and I felt off the bicycle and landed my foot into a broken beer bottle my dad had thrown at the floor after a fight with my mother. Neither o

Ankush is the senior that asks me out.I am not the type who likes group hang out neither do I like having group friends thus I always a lone ranger or I have one friend who will be poles opposite of me.Apparently, Ankush is the type of kid that loves hanging out with a group of friends. He asked me out while being surrounded by his group. I wanted to say no to him and tell him I don't have the intention of finding a lover but seeing him with a group of friends got my vocal circuit halted but I managed to utter"I need to go to the washroom" and I simply just trotted out from there to the girl's washroom since his group was consist of 2 boys and apparently I thought I wasn't being followed but my fault I didn't notice his twin sister beside him as I was looking at him and was screaming in my brain.*Just run, you moron of the century*His sister followed me to the washroom.She kabe-don me at the entrance of the washroom door, she ended up whining in discomfor

I hate the first days of school. I got up, showered, and change into my school pinafore. My mother took me to school. Finally junior high is over and now I step into High School.The first day of school is always an irritation. New kids or better as transferred kids were asked to attain orientation. We were given a lecture on the school rule and basic attic of the school. Once orientation was over, kids were ended to their respective classes and streams. I ended up in the Sub-science stream. That didn't screw me up but who was my classmate, was the thing that screws my sanity. I was excited when I knew I was enrolled in Sub-science class.The excitement was temporary, the moment I hit class, all I wanted to do was cry. MARK AUSTIN WAS IN THAT CLASS, THAT LUNATIC WAS SMILING AT ME SHOWCASING HIS 32 WHITE TEETH, that sight still runs in my head, and its nothing but pure creepiness, having a former classmate and former infatuation smiling at you as nothing had oc

I headed back home. I stripped myself out of my pinafore, I stood under the showerhead and allow the cold water to wet me. I was in the shower for a while. After showering, I got out I wrap a big towel around my torso. I wore a t-shirt and underwear and short. I didn't bother to wear a bra since I normally don't if I at home alone.I headed to the fridge and took my self a can of beer and chugged down the cold bitter liquid, I am only 17 which makes me an underage drinker but I started consuming alcohol when I was 6 years old. The liquid felt cold against my throat but it was temporary because of the memory of Mark acting disgust by my infatuation on him.Mark is indeed a moron, he made it an everyday habit to inquire about Miranda and if he saw Miranda talking with other boys or even playfully hit the boys he would get covetous but he also wanted her to cry and when she cried he freaks outs. He really sick in the head because he screws around like he has bipolar. Despit