Who's that girl?, chapter 1
There she sat, always in the back of the class. Never the first one to answer a question but she knew them all. The girl with the black hair. The girl with that 'emo' hair cut. The only girl at school with actual natural black hair. The girl with the wandering eyes. Those eyes that seem to be in another time. Always something on her mind. Never focusing on one thing. Her mind wandered as the wind blew. When she walked in the halls of her high school she never kept eye contact with another student. You would find her eyes just looking pass you and into the distance where there was nothing. She wasn't a loner. She had friends, not many but she had friends. They all said the same thing about her, her eyes never seemed to on a certain thing except the sky.
As she sat in her class she doodled on her notebook. Nothing special, just doodles of meanless things. Some strange objects that always amazed her.
RING RING
The girl who always sat in the back got her stuff and ran out of her class.... she hated English with a passion. Always so boring. Always the same thing. The same crap she learned in grade school. It didnt serve her purpose. She wandered through the halls with the same distant eyes untill she got to her locker and got her stuff for her next class. She stood up and walked the hall with the same distant look in her eye, untill she saw him.
Him would be the guy who gave her that distant look. Him, would be her ex-boyfriend...who toyed with her emotions untill they were raw. She looked up at him, he looked at her and nodded, she smiled to be polite and walked on by as if nothing happend, like always. The two got along, always they nodded and smiled at each other in the hall, never saying a word. Like always. It would never the same, it would always be this way...always. She accteped it though, and went along with it.
The day dragged on and Jessica, (the girl) felt like falling asleep. She was always so tired at school. It always brought her down, either it was seeing him (Alan) or just school it self...or her home life.
Sometime after school
After the last bell rang and after Jess said bye to her friends she got in her car and took the long way home.The long way to a home where no one was there. Her home was always empty, always. Unless her mother got the day off, which was rare these days. Her sister worked and her father, well thats another story. At first Jess didn't mind the house by her self. It was kind of a relief from the noisy house she knew as a kid. But now, after almost two years of coming home to an empty house most of the time, it was getting redundant, and lonely. She couldn't go into town all the time because she lived in the country and she didn't want to waste the gas. If she did, she would be yelled at, like always. The only bright part was the often phone calls she got from her best guy friend, George.
He was like a brother to her and so funny. Besides his phone calls there would be others from her friends. They called just to make sure she didn't go off and kill her self. They were always so worried about that becuase, they couldn't make it out there all alone they would say. Jess knew better, she had gotten use to it.
A person often becomes stuck in a daze. A redundant daze where every day was the same, everything, the same as always.
Jess wandered in her empty house, often getting on the interent to feel some connection to the outside world. Or like always watch TV.
Things will always be this way, nothing is ever going to change, Alan will always give me that fucking nod in the hall and I'll always smile....nothing new is going to happen, life will always be this way...wont it?
Jess sat on her coutch and curled up with a good movie. One of her favorite, The Upside of Anger
For some reason it always got her in a good mood. Especially this one line, she'll always remember.
The only upside of anger, is the person you become
Jess put the remote down on the coffee table and started to stare into space once again.
What kind of person has she become out of her anger?
As she sat in her class she doodled on her notebook. Nothing special, just doodles of meanless things. Some strange objects that always amazed her.
RING RING
The girl who always sat in the back got her stuff and ran out of her class.... she hated English with a passion. Always so boring. Always the same thing. The same crap she learned in grade school. It didnt serve her purpose. She wandered through the halls with the same distant eyes untill she got to her locker and got her stuff for her next class. She stood up and walked the hall with the same distant look in her eye, untill she saw him.
Him would be the guy who gave her that distant look. Him, would be her ex-boyfriend...who toyed with her emotions untill they were raw. She looked up at him, he looked at her and nodded, she smiled to be polite and walked on by as if nothing happend, like always. The two got along, always they nodded and smiled at each other in the hall, never saying a word. Like always. It would never the same, it would always be this way...always. She accteped it though, and went along with it.
The day dragged on and Jessica, (the girl) felt like falling asleep. She was always so tired at school. It always brought her down, either it was seeing him (Alan) or just school it self...or her home life.
Sometime after school
After the last bell rang and after Jess said bye to her friends she got in her car and took the long way home.The long way to a home where no one was there. Her home was always empty, always. Unless her mother got the day off, which was rare these days. Her sister worked and her father, well thats another story. At first Jess didn't mind the house by her self. It was kind of a relief from the noisy house she knew as a kid. But now, after almost two years of coming home to an empty house most of the time, it was getting redundant, and lonely. She couldn't go into town all the time because she lived in the country and she didn't want to waste the gas. If she did, she would be yelled at, like always. The only bright part was the often phone calls she got from her best guy friend, George.
He was like a brother to her and so funny. Besides his phone calls there would be others from her friends. They called just to make sure she didn't go off and kill her self. They were always so worried about that becuase, they couldn't make it out there all alone they would say. Jess knew better, she had gotten use to it.
A person often becomes stuck in a daze. A redundant daze where every day was the same, everything, the same as always.
Jess wandered in her empty house, often getting on the interent to feel some connection to the outside world. Or like always watch TV.
Things will always be this way, nothing is ever going to change, Alan will always give me that fucking nod in the hall and I'll always smile....nothing new is going to happen, life will always be this way...wont it?
Jess sat on her coutch and curled up with a good movie. One of her favorite, The Upside of Anger
For some reason it always got her in a good mood. Especially this one line, she'll always remember.
The only upside of anger, is the person you become
Jess put the remote down on the coffee table and started to stare into space once again.
What kind of person has she become out of her anger?
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