I’m going to tell you a story about my life. It’s a tragic love story that happened to me once. Please respect whats going to be said. Because I’m writing this story to those whose heart desires them.
It was the beginning of my sophomore year. I transferred to another school because my dad need to find a job and it seemed he found one with his friends. I was a newbie to that school and yet I didn’t know anyone or try to talk to anyone. I was a shy girl. No one would even try to talk to me, so throughout the whole time there I was alone. For many times, i try to hide myself from everyone because I’m always all by myself and people think I’m weird because of it. I had thought that my entire year there just might be the same as last year where i was all by myself and even my friends left me. Not until that day happen.
I was sitting in my class one day and I noticed a boy sitting behind me. I don’t quite remember his name, but i know that he and his friends are always so loud and I wasn’t able to study on my free time or anything. They were mostly talking about girls and stuff boys would talk about. I was kind of getting tired of them yapping the whole time so I got up and tried to walk away, but one of my notebooks fell down by his foot. I tried not to bend down and grab the notebook because I fear they might make fun of me. I then said, “Would you get that for me?” They all stopped talking and looked at me. I was thinking to myself, “Oh damn…” The boy who sat behind me smiled and said, “Sure,” and handed the notebook to me. I grabbed it and make my way out.
The next day as I was sitting in my desk, he