Not so real.

Love u fellow whattpadders❤️
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It was passed midnight. I was surfing through my phone, constantly refreshing my text messages in the hope I'd get a text from someone. After finishing a bowl of ice cream all by myself, I was hyperactive and couldn't sleep. I guess the I was just not ready to sleep and with the extra sugar in my system sleeping seemed like an issue. After about an hour of useless surfing through the Internet. I started stalking people. Gosh I felt like such a loner but from a friends friend to another friends profile, it was quite interesting to know people without actually knowing them.
Riley Wood: professional stalker. Maybe if I don't know what to do with my life by the bed of senior year that's the job I'll take up.

So from profile to profile I reached this profile 'luke212' so this guy had an amazing feed and face and body and omg shit! I stalked him all night only to realise the sun was up and I had school.

With a red face and bags under my eyes, I take all the energy in me and get off the bed and get
changed.
The state of my hair right now makes Albert Einstein's hairdo look like a five star, oh well.

I get out of the house and I usually walk to school it was a 20 mins walk and a good morning exercise as my dad would like to say, it's just an excuse for not buying me a car.

My parents were very strict yet calm. They were against dating and they were very protective of me and my older sister, it gets a little annoying at times.

I reach school and meet my best friend who takes the opportunity to talk about my hair situation.

"Rileyyyy we need to do something about you. You're like a dead rat and you refuse to have fun. It's senior year loosen up a little" my best friend Cassie states

"Yeah whatever" is all I say.

I wouldn't call myself an introvert but I felt like I was never myself with everyone I'd always try to be someone else and it didn't feel nice.
Lost in my thought I got to thinking about the random guy and felt a little weird for being such a stalker but well what can I do

There was a farewell party this weekend and I decided to go cause I didn't mind parties just wasn't the fan of the drinking part.

How can a person never be alone but still feel lonely? I thought to myself.

I got dressed nothing too fancy.

My guy best friend Jason, who was like an overprotective brother picked me up. And we drove off to the party.

It was just 8:21 and everyone seemed drunk.
Sigh. This was going to be a long party.

I didn't quite enjoy being in a crowd full of drunk people with no space whatsoever, I push out of the crowd and was about to walk out of the door to call Jason who was my ride back home but I guess he was somewhere getting laid. Gosh that guy.

Sitting on the porch of the house holding my head, I hear someone laugh at me and that pissed me off.
I turn around to scream but
"Uhhh.... wha...." is all the comes out of my mouth.

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That's chapter one for you all!