My life sucks.
And before you agree or disagree with me, the former telling me that they can totally relate and that they stayed up all night binge-watching till 3am to only realise that it's a Monday morning and that they've got school in 5 hours or the latter telling me to suck it up and that they've probably went through much worse than I can possibly imagine.
No, you want me to prove to you how much my life sucks more than you? Alright, bet.
My life sucks so much that I actually enjoy school.
Yep, you heard that right.
I like going to school.
Why on earth might you ask. Well, where would I begin exactly?
Or not, there's too much to say that I can't actually be bothered to explain from the beginning, so you shall just find out on the way.
I took a deep breath, my shoulders lifting as a content smile made its way onto my face. I exhaled, letting my shoulders drop as I looked ahead at my school past the wide open gates.
This was going to be my last year at Sunny Coast High school, what an ironic name given the school is located anywhere but close to the coast and the school doesn't exactly radiate nearly half the happiness and light that the sun would project, given all the glum, shrunken faces of the students as they entered the school for a new term.
I figured that the creator of this school's name didn't really care if the name matched the school's whereabouts or not but was more interested in giving it a catchy ring to attract more people.
Despite the moody students who were still moaning about how summer had ended, I on the other hand was more than happy to be here. The place I live in to be summed up in one word would be called: dead.
Isolated streets, quiet neighbourhood, thick, tense atmosphere and the only way to find a rare species of mammals called human beings, you had to delve into the deepest, darkest, might I add creepiest, corners of your neighbourhood to spot huddled up groups of people hanging out together, doing their own messed up versions of what they like to call "fun".
So regardless of having to walk, speed walk, at least thirty minutes just to get to some of the brighter parts of town and attend school, its worth it.
And personally for me the school does seem to live up to its name a little as I would view it as a somewhat "sunny" place compared to the places I've been in. And for the 'coast' part well, we may not be close to a beach with crashing waves and ice cream vans dotted round the place but sadly compared to all the shit that I put up with when I step outside of the building, I tragically consider going to school like a mini holiday for me.
Damn that actually sounds really sad when I say it out loud..
I took a big step forward into the building, eager to shut down my mind and shove aside all the problems in my life to the back of my head and pretend for seven hours that I live a perfectly, ordinary life with no troubles weighing on my shoulders and get on with school like my only worry is getting a decent grade.
I know that it'll only just make it ten times harder when it all comes pummelling down on my head the second I step out, but frankly I don't give a shit.
"Jade!" A low, intimidating voice shouted out from somewhere around me.
I halted in my step and whipped my head towards the direction in where I heard the voice. Across the street in-between two buildings, a man stood in an alleyway his hood over his head, as his unwavering eyes stared straight into mine.
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Selfish Temptation
RomanceLena Miller is stuck in a gang against her own will. With no way to escape, she sighs and accepts the fact that her life sucks. She sticks up her chin, holds her head up high and walks into the gates of Sunny Coast High School, leaving behind the d...
