Emotion(less)

1~back to school

SERENA

I always enjoyed watching back to school DIYs or school supplies hauls before school started. It made me feel a little more motivated. I know, that's sooo stereotypical for a girl to be all like "new me" at the start of the year. Well, my motivation to get good grades and participate in class only lasted till the morning of the first day. I had layed a cute outfit consisting of jeans, a sweet button down-blouse and my white vans, but I just couldn't be bothered so I threw on my shorts and tucked my oversized swim-team tshirt into them. Not exactly glamorous, but who did I want to impress? The only thing that REALLY mattered this year was to get my times in swimming onto the best level in the whole of the United States.  I'm the Californian champion in free, but that's not enough to be the best.  Deep in my thoughts, I stroled into the kitchen and made a coffee for breakfast. So healthy, I know bitches. My mam was at work already, I don't know my dad and I don't have siblings so I have the mornings to myself. I always loved that. I have MY music on and my mother doesn't rant about the utter greatness wich was expressed in the songs she listens to and about the way my music and the charts basically sucked. I don't HAVE to eat without anybody panicking I'm not healthy. Well I don't blame her. The thing is, a few years back, I had a slight case of anorexia. I was fourteen and I had just gotten into serious comptetitive swimming, and I was scared I wasn't going to be good enough. I used to eat, like six jars Nutella in a week, but I just cut all my food out. Then I fainted once while I was hanging out with my best friend since birth,Jack at the beach . He immediately called the ambulance and my mom and everyone was crying and worried sick about me. Jack Said some really nice things to me, but I don't think I have to tell you as a reader anything I'd rather keep private. I went to a therapy for a year and I learned that it's OK to have privacy. It's fine to say I don't want to share this with you. I only started talking to you, I might open up later about this very dark chapter in my life. But anyways, now I'm fully cured, the only thing I never got back was my love for chocolate and my exessive eating. Oh shit, I have to leave in ten minutes.i brush my theeth, I don't bother putting makeup or shit on because like said ain't nobody got time I impress anybody. I tie my long, brown hair into a gigantic, super messy bun and then I grab my backpack and sprint to school in order to make it on time. I feel rushed, sleepy and unmotivated as soon as I set a foot into my Highschool. I'm graduating this year but since my grades are quite well it should be OK. Jack had kept a place beside him free for me . When I sit down next to him and we do our own high five,  I get jealous glares from loads of girls. I don't blame them, I mean Jack is tall and toned and looks kinda good with his messy hazel hair and dark green eyes. But he IS like a brother to me and I get slightly grossed out thinking about him looking like a male-model. " you look like tired, Serena. You didn't sleep at all, did you?"he asks, his eyes full of concern. He knows me too well." I went on a late night swim in the pool because I couldn't sleep, I know I look like shit but as my best friend it IS kind of your job to tell me I look great and all"I sigh. "Fine, you're beautiful, but you look like you're wearing your pyjamas.it is amusing though because you're the only girl that doesn't seem to give a shit. I look around the room, all girls have tons of makeup and fancy cool outfits on. Then, I spot my three best girlfriends ( well not as In I'm lesbian but they're my female friends😂). Esmeralda is a math whiz, she is like the local good-girl with her angelic blonde hair and her slim body, but she's together with a total bad boy, Mohamedali. He's been in our school since we were 13, and they fell hopelessly in love with each other ever since. When we were 14 he took her on a midnight date where they kissed and became girl and boyfriend. Beside her sits Chelsea, a beautiful girl with curly locks and a British accent. She moved to California when she was 14, and we all bindend straight away. And then, i See my Bitch, Ashley. Every Boy Dreams about her every night. Her figure is like one fine Victorias Secret model, and her brown eyes make everyone fall in love with her forever straight away. When she notices me staring she gives me a dirty smile sticks her tongue out and waves. "Heyy, Serena. How were you? What kind of shit did you get into in the holidays?" She asks, coming over to me." Ah, nothing really, just visiting family back in Ireland and training for my swimming"I tell her. Eveyone thinks I obsess with my swimming, but they don't understand.when class starts, Ashley moves back to her seat. Mrs Loren talks about boring school stuff and I start to draw little tattoos on my arm with my pen. I've always been good at drawing. It's kind of my useless talent. When my arm is full with quotes, doodles and stars I start drawing on Jacks hand, and he doesn't back away. Insead, he smiles at me and whispers"let's hang out after school?" I nod. I love spending time with him. I'm very young to be graduating, I skipped a year because the teachers taught I was extrordinary talented or some shut like that. I skipped the second year, when I was 8 years old, but nobody in this Highschool except for Jack know about that. They just think I'm surprisingly young but don't think about it long enough. I'm 16, jack is 17. I'm deeply in my thoughts as suddenly, the door to the classroom opens, and a tall, drop dead gorgeous boy steps in. All girls in the room gasp. He is really handsome, his tanned skin, perfect jawline, and he has that kind of Calfornian-surfer body. Mrs Loren announces"oh yeah, this is a new student, he moved here, to LA from San Fransico. Tell us about yourself, young man" " umm, Im Finn Shirley. So Yeah, hi guys" he gives a small smile and I feel myself falling for him already