beautiful_dreamer10

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Joined: November 4, 2012
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Hello, I'm not new to witty, but I'm new to the story world. Let me know about my stoires i love feedback! Um that's all for now. I'm not into a whole story about myself just read my sotries and you'll get an idea about me! xoxoxo

Quotes by beautiful_dreamer10



Almost There
C h a p t e r Two:
The locker door slammed in my face.
“I’m so mad right now!” Jessica shouted.
I looked up at her face but then down at my boots again
. “What happened?”
“I’m getting to much s**t for not sitting with Jake at the football game.” Jess whispered, noticing Jake was near by.
 I should have known this was coming. Jess was my best friend and I wouldn’t know what to do without her but the drama that she says is stuff she needs to let slide. She worries too much about what people say about her and what goes on.
“Don’t let it bother you.” I said shifting as Jake came and stood near us.
“English is so fun, right Callie?” Jake said staring right at me.
“Yeah.” I said looking away and then looking as Jess
. “We have bio.” Jess said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me down the hall.
“He’s so annoying today.” She said looking back as we climbed to the third floor.
“He’s always annoying.”
“It’s funny how much you hate him.”
“I know. Now what were people saying about you not sitting with him?” I said continuing the conversation as we walked into biology.
“That I’m scared to be with him. Sorry I have other friends I like to talk to. Gosh it just gets me so mad when people say s**t but don’t know what they’re talking about! If I wanted to sit with him I would have sat with him. I just needed a break from him; he’s been on top of me all week!” Jess raved as she put her books down at our lab table.
“I know, I hate everyone.” I sighed.
Jess turned to Bailey to begin to tell her the story. I looked around. Everyone was in there seats now and Ms. Laurens was beginning the lesson. I pulled out my ipod and began stringing it through the arm of my pullover. I put one headphone through the sleeve and held the headphone to my ear. This way I wouldn’t get caught, and I could stay sane. As the music played I began contemplating my jeans again. They didn’t look as pretty as the ones Jess were wearing, or any of the girls’. They were worn out and everything on them looked like flaw. I began to look at the girl’s jeans next to me. They were from the same store, but they were skinny. They also were darker. The girl also had her hair down straight with a piece pinned back. Her shirt was a tight v-neck that was obviously showing off her chest. I looked back down at my outfit. Bootcut jeans, a pullover sweater, and my hair was down natural. My outfit wasn’t much different then hers, but yet she was prettier. Boys liked her better. I sighed and let my head down yet again, looking at my jeans, my worn out jeans.


Almost There
C h a p t e r One:
I really didn’t want to be in school. I really didn’t want to be sitting next to some boy who couldn’t keep his mouth shut and a girl who looked like she wanted to punch my face. I didn’t want to be in this cold desk listening to Mr. Reilly talk about his childhood and Much ado about Nothing. I didn’t want to afterwards to go my locker were two people would be making out on top of it. And I didn’t want to then proceed to go to yet another class where I wanted to kill myself. I really didn’t want to be in school.
It was sad to think it wasn’t always this way. I mean I even liked going to school at one point, but now it sucked. It sucks so bad that even going to sleep knowing in the morning I would be going to school made it so I wouldn’t want to sleep. And the thing is, I’m stuck here for another 2 and half years. Stuck in a dead end town. Stuck in the same routine everyday. Stuck with no way out.
I laid my head down on my desk to face the smart board. I swore we had seen this slip before, but that didn’t stop Mr. Reilly. I looked down at my jeans. There was a small stain in the left hand pocket from when I spilled sauce on them two months ago. There was also a small hole in the bottom of the pocket were I had accidently ran into a lab desk to hard and fast. As I examined my jeans over and over, I felt a tap on my elbow.
“Yes?” I asked in a calm tone.
“You liking the battle scene right here?” Jake asked.
I rolled my eyes. Jake was a kid who I used to have a massive crush on two years ago. But now I really despised him. Not because he was f***ing my best friend, but the fact that he insists on pretending to be my friend because of it. He was one of those football stars that everyone loved. I just found him annoying and foolish.
“Come on Callie, this is interesting right!?” He said again more sarcastic this time.
Just smiling I put my head back down on my desk and closed my eyes. But there it was again, the tap on my elbow.
“What!?” I said jerking my head up and looking at him right in the eye. I was staring at him seeing threw his phony personality and fake smile. His eyes narrowed in on mine.
“Your flies undone.” I looked away from his smirk and down to my pants. I threw my hands on my desk and looked back at the clip. “Today’s just gonna be another one of those days.” I whispered to myself before closing my eyes for the rest of the class.