• PREFACE

    A part of him died. His heart is broken into pieces. I miss him..the old him.

    CHAPTER ONE – A Regular Day

    Ah. I woke up to get ready for another day of school. I sat up, stepped out of bed, and walked over to the bathroom. My bathroom was rather small, but it was comforting because it always felt warm. I went to my sink, turned on the faucet with warm water, grabbed my awesome red toothbrush, and began to brush my teeth. After I brushed, I went to my bedroom and got dressed. I wore a lime green tank top with black jeans. I went to the bathroom again. I took my brown hair out from my ponytail. My hair is neither long nor short. I then, brushed my hair with a little difficulty, trying to get all the knots out. After that process, I straightened my hair which did not take to long. After fixing my hair I went to the kitchen to eat a small bowl of cereal. Then, I went back to the bathroom a third time, to apply my make-up. I don’t put too much. I just put some black eyeliner, silver eye shadow, and shiny green apple lip gloss. I don’t need blush because my cheeks are naturally red.
    I packed my books, walked to my bus stop, and waited. Then, my friend Dannie appeared. He used to like me last year, in the 6th grade, but we are best friends, and I didn’t and still don’t want that to affect our friendship. We spoke, but not very much, just the usual, “Hey. What’s new?” . Finally, the bus came. I hopped on and said, “Good Morning.” To Maggie, my bus driver.
    Another one of my best friends, Kaffie didn’t appear on the bus this morning and I didn’t feel like talking so; I turned to the window, and simply looked at the nature that was being shown. There were beautiful, tall trees and cut grass. There were gorgeous houses too. Nothing really new.
    After the numerous bus stops, we all finally reached the school. When we all got off the bus, I went inside the building and straight to my locker. I made sure I had my home and careers binder, science binder, math binder, and my Italian binder.
    It was an odd day, which means I go to gym today. At my school, we have swimming as part of our physical education. Unfortunately, I have gym first period. I went to the pool hallway and waited for my gym teacher to appear. Once her appeared, we went to the pool area and sat on the bleachers. We Pledged Allegiance and listened to the announcements. After, we all got changed in the locker room. Then, we headed out to the pool area and fortunately, we had free swim. So, all of us went to the deep end of the pool. I just swam around, I didn’t feel like embarrassing myself by trying to dive. I am definitely not athletic. We swam for about 45 minutes and then, the period was over.
    Second period was next. I had home and careers. I walked straight to the room. Sat down in my assigned seat and took out my binder. During the class, we learned about fats and cholesterol in different foods and what it does to your body. It was an interesting lesson.
    Third period was science. We were just learning about chemistry. We learned about the four states of matter which are solids, liquids, gases, and plasma. My friend Jenny, sits next to me. She won an award for being student of the month. She acts like a goody-two shoes, but she barely ever does her science homework. So, before my teacher, Ms. Sullivan, checks our homework, she quickly does it. I still like Jenny though, she is a kind and generous person. The period finally, passes by and like I always say, “Thank Googleybush.”.
    I have math next. Math is extremely easy for me, but when I was younger, I struggled, and I finally succeed. Math is not the only subject I am good in. I am a “straight A” student after all. Sorry, if I am being smug. He he. Why do I always get off topic? Well, let me get back to math. Math always passes by slowly for me because I am waiting for my Italian class next. I love Italian. You’ll see why. And the period ends.
    Period five! Italian class! Yes! I walked in the classroom with excitement! I just really wanted to see his face—my love’s face. His name is Walbert. He is golden. He has blonde beautiful hair that is always messed up. I can never tell about his eyes because I never get a good look at them. He also has an amazing smile with braces to match. He is tall, more like extremely huge, and I hate having to look up at him when I talk to him. He is extremely smart, like a total nerd! I love it! He is funny and nice to! He is a bit perverted though, but isn’t every boy? He goes on the bus #175 and is German. His favorite color is blue. He is on Team Jacob for the novels, Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn because he thinks werewolves can kill vampires easily. This part of him angers me. It rips a hole into my heart because I want to kill Jacob. I am on Team Edward. I am with the vampires! Sorry, I get a bit crazy when I talk about the Twilight Saga. Wow. During the whole period, I explained to you about my love and a bit about the Twilight Saga. Oh well.
    Everyday, after fifth period, I go back to my locker and my locker is down stairs. I walked out of my Italian classroom and went down the stairs. I turned a left, quickly reaching my locker. Used my locker combination and opened my locker to my fake Twilight poster. I then, got my English and social studies binders, while putting back all of my other binders.
    I have lunch now. Boring Lunch. Lunch isn’t always boring though. I have amazing friends that sit at my table and that don’t sit at my table. Those who sit at my table’s names are Iffy, Ari, Taki, Jeck, Jiby, and Channy. There are more, but I don’t really speak to the though, I am friends with them. Some people just come and go from my table too. I love all my friends. I hope that nothing ever harms my friendships with them.
    I have English next. This is the other class I have with Walbert. Unfortunately, he sits all the way across from me. Right now, in class we are reading short stories, and doing a little bit of work with commas. Nothing interesting or fun, but I love English class (not only because of Walbert), but because it can be fun with the weird conversations we have during class.
    I have social studies now. It’s eighth period, which always goes slowly (even more than math does). Social studies is not my best subject because it is hard for me to concentrate on the boring facts. I also have a bunch of “populars” and trouble makers in my class which annoy me. Since, I am getting off topic, I will just start with a new paragraph.
    During social studies, we are learning about the American Revolutionary War. I don’t care about it because it is in the past. I only care about the future.
    I go back to my locker after eighth period. I walked out of my hectic social studies classroom, heading for my locker. I quickly find and open my locker, then get all the binders I have homework in.
    I go find my bus, but while I am looking, I’m also looking for a face—a wonderful face.