This morning, I felt unreasonably (sp?). Awake. I had no reason why though. I went to bed at around midnight doing nothing, but trying to finish up some avatar requests for my friends. Yayz. I shook my head from the slight dizzy-ness. I took off the bed covers and unreasonable cold breezed went through my legs. I looked down and I was wearing shorts...I felt my face hot, and noticed that it was freakishly humid in here. I groaned, and walked slowly toward the bathroom.
It was around 6:30 when I was done with my morning ritual--Taking a shower, brush teeth, changed into clothes, and fixed my hair--I looked at the mirror in my room, and was content to what I saw. I shrugged and quietly skipped downstairs, not surprised that no one was here. I had got out two bars of granola bars--both Chocolate Chip. Yum. --And took off toward my computer. I checked my email. I had none. Whoo. Went on Gaia a bit. Had only one PM. And got off of it. Fun?
I looked around for the clock and saw that it was only 6:45am. Hmm...Maybe I should go outside? I'm bored...
I reluctantly frolicked outside. Immediately my pants clinged to my legs and my sweater onto my whole body. I tried to take my sweater off, but it only got to halfway off of my back. I spazzed, as I tried to get the clingy-up sweater off of my back. Soon I felt a hard ringing sound go off in my head and I was somehow next to a metal pole.
Soon, I felt an enormous amount of pain throbbing through the top of my head and down my neck. Ow.... I found that my sweater was almost off, and sighed. I reluctantly zipped it off quickly and took it off. I rubbed the back of my head, and shook the numbness off. Ugh….I think….I’m going to have, an interesting day?… I stood up slowly, making sure that I wasn’t going to lose my balance, and walked awkwardly to the house.
It was around 7:25 in the morning and I swung my backpack around my back, and said my goodbyes to my mom. Again, I had to step outside. Ugh. The sun blinds my eyes, and the humidity…is better then the sun in some ways I suppose. I put my hands into my sweater’s pockets, and walked silently with my sister quietly trailing behind me. It took ‘bout ten flipping minutes ‘till the bus came, and it ticked me off. Swell.
FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD!
Yes, now I have skipped 45 minutes of my morning and to the first class of the day. Fun?
I walked into the classroom with Kaitlyn behind me—Note: that she is in the morning announcements with me, and that the teacher smiled at us. I tried to smile back, but managed to get a small, “…’morning…” w00t! We were finishing up our Career planning projects, and I was just ‘bout done. I heard from the back of me, some people giggling over something, and I didn’t want to pay attention at all. I rolled my eyes, and continued working on the laptop, for my project.
Just as I was on my last slide on the slideshow, I heard only one thing that caught my attention.
“…did you hear? Braeden and Kaitlyn now go out….” I think that was a girl name Cora. I didn’t care.
“…yeah! I was like the last one who heard ‘bout that! I’m mad now…” That I knew it was Chelsea. A girl who…somewhat is just a crazy flirt around boys, which gets on so many people’s nerves. Including me.
They were loud enough though for both the culprits of gossips to hear. Braeden was behind me, and I could feel his vibes change from embarrassment to upset. I took a peek at what Braeden’s posture was, and saw what surprised me. He had his head down, against his right arm, and was feeling quite upset. I have known him for at least six years, and him and I have been close friends. Same similarities: Skating—I don’t know ‘bout me though, he reads a bit of anime—Unlike me ~ahem~, he likes to talk ‘bout random things, and he’s pretty funny most of the times. I felt kind of…bad for him.
I took out a sheet of paper and wrote down in my cursive/print handwriting, “…Are you okay Braeden? You seem a bit down lately…” I looked around to see if anyone was prying at what I was doing, and flicked the folded sheet of paper under his arm. I saw him lift up his face just a bit, and gave out a huge sigh, but I thought I saw him smile a bit, of how grateful I was that made him snap of his “emo” vibe. He opened the note, and got out a red ink pen, then handed me back the note. It was all sorts of messy, and I was surprised that I could actually read it.
“I don’t know. I hate it when people are talking ‘bout me like this. Why can’t I just have it like a personal thing, and not have anyone know about it?” I finished quickly and wrote in response, “I’m sorry…Um…I don’t know what to say, but, have you even talked to Kaity yet? She seems like really upset, and she’s the one who’s nearest to them…” I looked at Kaitlyn when I was finished writing and she had her brown hair down, making a curtain between her and the gossip girls. I sighed, and handed the note back to Braeden, and he reluctantly took it. I waited patiently as I finished the rest of my project, and felt a strange presence beside me. I turned and found my English teacher looking at what I was doing, and I smiled, sarcastically at her. “
“Are you done?” She asked politely, and in a way that made my ears ring from her high pitched voice. I nodded and she smiled, as I clicked, “View Slideshow” Slide after slide, I got even more restless. As soon as the last, and final one was completed, she nodded an approval, “That was a great slide! Do you mind if I use yours as an example for the rest of the class?” I felt my eyes go wide, in surprise, but reluctantly nodded. She took my laptop and walked to a girl, who was definitely behind from where I was. I felt a slight tap on my shoulder, and found a hand that held a small folded up note. I smiled, and took the note.
“I don’t even talk to her! That’s the problem, we barely even know each other, and…yeah…” I turned toward to Braeden and saw that he was definitely going to look like he was ‘bout to flip out.
I sighed and wrote back, “You know, you can always get her phone number? I mean really Braeden…”
His reply, “…I love you! You’re such a life saver!…” I felt my face flush again, and silently slammed my head against my desk. Did I mention, that I hated being caught off guard? I could see him smile, and turned to where Kaitlyn was and left. I gave out a sigh of relief. My life…is going to be very interesting from now on… I just remembered that most of my friends, are now going out. People suggest that I get one, but I just shake my head uncontrollably and walk away, having them trail behind me, asking why. I just shrugged, and in reply to each one, “Does it look like I really need one? I think I’m just fine with being single until the middle of high school or something…”
The bell rang noisily and I flinched at the piercing sound of the ringing. I quickly skipped toward out of the classroom. Just as soon, as I was ‘bout to get to my locker, I was being dragged from behind. I practically was being choked, ‘cause the person was grabbing me by the hood from my sweater. I grabbed the person’s hand and twisted it away from me, but toward them. Obviously the person wasn’t strong, but also, what surprised me, was that it was Kaitlyn.
“What the flip did you do that for?! You were practically choking me to death!” I fixed my collar, and sweater, while I listened impatiently for Kaity to say something.
“Why were you sending notes to Braeden, and why were you banging your head on your desk?” she asked in a serious tone. I stared at her right back.
“I told Braeden to get your phone number, so that you two could at least get to know each other a bit more. I hate meddling, but you really need to get to know him. He barely knows anything ‘bout you, except that you like boys who wear skin tight jeans. And I don’t like boys who wear that type of pants most of the times!” I think I hit her pretty hard, but she understood, completely. She gave me a satisfied smile, and nodded thanks toward me. I never knew Kaitlyn was so overdramatic over someone she’s going out with… I tried to ignore the fact that I was being too much a meddler now, and I hated that.
FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD!
It is now P.E. and the first thing that I saw when I got into the gym were two teachers, one of the coaches, and one the robotic teacher. They were played ping-pong, and yelling at each other aggressively. I ran to where Jasmine was, “Umm…Did I missed something? Seems like Coach and Mr. Banks are kind of…arguing at something?” I heard a loud snap of the paddle and ping-pong ball colliding, and it echoed across the gym.
She laughed a bit, “You missed big time, they were yelling at each other with curse words, and it was hilarious. They kept on going like cursing at each other like crazy.” I chuckled a bit, and shook my head as I watched both teachers squabble, over who would be the better ping-pong player.
It took ‘bout five minutes until the winner came up to be Coach. Lol.
After the little game, we had to take our tests. The curl ups. Hell on Earth if you want to say it. Luckily, the boys were first, and I got to watch the boys suffer with both Jasmine and Jessica. Sweet. I swung around, and found that Jasmine was ‘bout to swing some jump ropes at me, and I ran hysterically away from her. Luckily, I was a whole lot faster then her. The piercing whistle went through my ears, and I saw Jessica and the others cover their ears. I sighed, and walked over to the mat. I lay down, and automatically I see Jasmine there on my feet, so that she could get to hold them down. “Hey, how many do I have to do?” I asked.
“He said that we do at least, 18…” I shrugged and started. When I was done, I asked how many I had done, and was surprised at the results. I had done 37 curl ups. Fun? I was just aiming for at least 40, but I was content enough to accept it. I suddenly felt someone walking towards me. I turned to discover that it was Jessica, and she waved at me. I sarcastically waved back.
“So, what did you get? Huh? Huh? Huh?” I stepped back a bit away from her. I held out three fingers, indicating 30, then eight for the eight, in 38. She nodded happily, and pranced to where she wanted to go. The bell rang again, and it meant that it was 10:25 in the morning. Fun.
FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD FAST FORWARD!
It is now lunchtime, and half of the day was skipped. Fun.
I took my lunchbox out of my locker and when I was ‘bout to close it, I found a note falling from it. I stood there for ‘bout five seconds and looked curiously at the neatly folded note. It looked like it came from my backpack, so I quickly picked it up, and placed it in my back pocket. I shut the locker silently and walked toward Geometry class.
As soon as I walked into the room, I noticed that everyone was smiling, disturbingly at me. I felt like I was missing something, and it made me self-conscience. I shook off the feeling, and walked silently and swiftly to my seat. Soon enough, I took out my note from my back pocket, and I saw the first sentence out of about 15. Fun.
“You may not know who this note is from, but I do….” I didn’t get to read the rest, because my teacher announced that we could be dismissed for lunch. Yayz. I quickly stuffed the note carefully into my back pocket.
I sat in my seat frustrated. Jessica was next to me, asking me why I looked deep in thought. My reply, “I’m just deep in thought of something…” She looked at me with a face of high hopes.
“Is it something ‘bout Kevin?” She narrowed her eyes at me, and I glared at her with a disapproving look, but felt tint of red creeping underneath my cheeks.
“No, it’s not. It’s something else.” I quickly looked at the clock and it was about time to leave for the rest of Geometry. I stood up from my chair, and swung my lunchbox around my shoulder, almost hitting Jessica square on the face. Ha. That would’ve been funny. >w< Lol.
FAST FORWARD TO THE 15 MINUTES OF SCHOOL/GEOMETRY
Our assignments were to identify what pattern of the folding-thing-a-magig would fit to what 3-D figure. That was like the easiest type of class work that we had to do in the whole year. My teacher handed the whole class five sheets that had the pattern on them, and we had to cut them out. Yayz. I quickly took some scissors and cut out neatly and quickly around each of the pattern leaving me the first one done. Fun. I watched intently as Braeden was in front of me and a boy name Matthew behind me, we struggling on cutting on the lines. Wow. I had nothing to say to that, except to watch them suffer. It took about 30 minutes for the whole class to finish cutting the shapes stuffs out, and it took me only half of that time. Mostly because I was so deep on thought, again, and that I like to cut stuffs. Fun.
I started to draw some pictures on a scrap sheet of paper, and drew a picture of one of my characters holding a magical cupcake of doom. Yes, magical cupcake of doom. Fear it. Heh. I noticed that when I was done, Braeden had quietly turned and watched me drew the whole time. I sat there, wide eyed at him, and bit my lip. Ow. I think a bit too hard?
“Can I see that Vina?” He pointed at the picture I was drawing, I nodded and handed him the drawing. He nodded his head, and smiled at me. “It looks pretty random, yet, I like it.” I beamed at him, happily accepting his positive judgment toward my drawing. I like it when people say my drawings look nice. Most of the times, I draw something, and I don’t like it at all, but others would think differently toward them.
“Thanks Braeden. First time drawing in perspective, I think it looks okay.” He handed me the paper with a confused look, “Not too smart in words now? It means that this was my first time drawing something far away and that it’s going closer to the viewer.” He nodded his head, leaving me shaking mines.
Geometry class ended with a sigh of gratitude and the sound of the bell. Yes. I walked past people without making any body contact, nor any locker, water fountains, or trash cans. Great.
In the bus though, I sat in the middle-back of the bus, with no one next to me. In front of my seat though, was Kaitlyn, who was texting someone, probably to Braeden for all I care. To the right of my seat was John, who plays in a band at home, while a violin at school. Behind me was Luis, who was also texting, whoever it would be, probably Alyssa, his new girlfriend, who is also my friend.
As soon as I made sure that both Kaitlyn and Luis were in their own little bubble of texting-ness, I laid on my back, with my feet on the seat. I quickly took my note, that I had been hiding all day, and started to read it.
THANKFULLY! I WILL NOT TYPE IT DOWN!! BO-WAHAHAHA!! Lol. I will though, say one thing though. It was from a friend of mine. Heh.
I was pretty shocked when I read the note. Obviously took me by surprise, but I calmed myself down, and ignored the fact that I read it. Whoo. I saw both Luis and Kaitlyn get off, and waved at Kaitlyn a goodbye, and to Luis as well. His reply to me though, a jab on my side, which hurt terribly, and I hissed at him an unwelcoming word. John laughing hysterically beside me, was soaked from head to toe, as I threw his Gatorade at him—top open and all—
“Ah! Damn you Vina! Look at me now!” He pointed to his hair and down to his soaked up school pants. I looked at him from head to toe. “I don’t see anything. No Gatorade. No water stuffs. Nothing. You must be going deranged now.” I sneered at him and ignore the fact that I made him sticky for the next 10 minutes. Heh.
FAST FORWARD! TO THE HOUSE!
It was around 3:30 when I got home. Nice. I looked around, and found that no one was really home. I walked quickly up the stairs, and bounced on top of the last one. I stuffed my backpack into my closet, and decided that I wanted to get out of my school uniform outfit. I took out of my drawer a light blue shirt that had a few checkered patterns on the bottom tip of it, and jeans that fit comfortably around my hip, and over my white socks. I took off my gray collard shirt, and slipped on the blue shirt. Just when I was about to put on my jeans, the doorbell rang. I quickly slipped them on, without checking myself on the mirror, and headed down the door to find out whoever it was that rang.
I looked through the window, and saw that it was Kevin. I looked at the clock to see what time it was. 4:00 already. Swell. I sighed and opened the door, to reveal him in his gray sweater that had awesome looking stripes on it. I beamed happily at him and went outside locking the door behind me—worry not…I have another way in.
We were getting closer to the spot that I had to run around, so right when we had hit the border of the school boundaries, I ran. I didn’t care if I didn’t let Kevin get his turn, but he was behind me all right. I saw him grimaced a bit, and I kept on running. I didn’t felt like running a mile today, so I only did two around. W00t! x]
“I haven’t seen you in a while. Ever since…I think, last week?” He turned toward me as he said this. I looked forward.
“Yeah, I’ve been doing so many things lately. High school is coming, my friends are all in their own little world of strange, and ever-changing hormones of theirs. It’s getting pretty hectic now in these days.” I kept on tapping on the bench on was sitting on, and took out my iPod. 4:15 in the afternoon. We started to start some small talk, and for some reason, he seemed a bit uncomfortable, but I could tell it was something, which I shouldn’t pry on. Too much curiosity for me, can kill me instantly. Literally. I told Kevin that I would probably see him soon, and that he should get over his emo vibe, by that time. It makes me uncomfortable when I get near a person, and I could feel what they’re feeling. The same thing with Braeden too, it just makes me sick just being near anyone with an array of emotions mixed in together. It’s just too much of a hassle for me.
FAST FORWARD TO NIGHT TIME: NOW
M’kayz…that was my day, quite boring don’t you think? I thought so, maybe a few things happened, but not like something special. W00t…
Until then,
