Chapter 1(e)

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Hello readers of Wattpad. Thanks for giving this book a chance! Just a quick note before you decide to continue to read or not:

This book is filled with *but not limited to*: horrible plot, grammar/spelling mistakes, bad writing, and much more. The first few chapters (ESPECIALLY) are filled with clichés to the point that I still cringe while reading them. The damage is done, there's just no way for me to edit it from here, so I will leave it as is. I wrote this when I was 14 years old, and now (in 2021) I am 22 years old. So if you are a reader that likes to leave negative comments, I would prefer you to find another book that hopefully you'll enjoy! I read through comments pretty often and I understand that parts of this story is written super poorly.

BIG NEWS!!!: the rewritten SLH is up on my account!! Of course, if you're interested in my super super old writing (from my teenage years), this story will still be on here. But the rewritten SLH will be newer and re-edited! I would so appreciate it if you went and checked it out <3

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Summer went by so quickly and school started about 2 months ago. Brooklyn High school isn't much different except for the fact that my class and I are finally juniors. Since school just started, we've been getting more transfers from other schools and districts.

My school is split into multiple groups, some people who are more social, some who value academics more, some who hate school and ditch class to go do some reckless stuff. Some people are rude and snobby, and some people can be quite the opposite.

Me? Well, I don't really seem to fit into a certain group.

I'm not the type of girl who studies every single day. I'm not the type of girl who dresses up in clothing that shows way too much skin just to impress people. I'm not the type of girl who wears too much makeup and wants the world's attention. I can be very rude at certain times, but I can also be very nice--it just depends on who you are and how you treat me.

I'm the girl that people don't usually notice, and I plan to stay that way until I graduate high school and leave this stupid town. Others most likely have heard about me, but it's nothing spectacular or huge.

I promised myself since the beginning of freshmen year that I would have no distractions during my high school years.

So far, I've managed to keep all my A's in all my classes and I haven't seriously liked any guys since 5th grade, so I'm pretty sure I won't be having any troubles keeping my distance. I'm not exactly what people would call "outgoing." I'm not the prettiest girl in school, nor the one who shows most cleavage. My butt isn't all Kardashian lifted, but I guess it's normal. My point is, I'm not popular and obviously not a lot of guys like me, but I don't let it get to me. Have guys liked me before? Sure, a few of them, but it's not like it lasted very long.

It's 7:30 AM and I am already at school, making my way to my locker on a Monday morning. My parents always drop me off early--claiming that it's because there is too much traffic. Their excuses are only lame and I sometimes get the feeling that they just don't want me at home.

I'm their only child. Most people would think that the only child will be the luckiest--getting all the attention and love.

I may have gotten more attention when I was younger, but those years are long over. I'll be seventeen next year.

They already planned where they're going to travel after I graduate high school and they'll be free from my high school problems.

Sometimes I wonder I'm just being burden for them.

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