The Day That Changed My Life
Like most of my days, it started with a blaring alarm at exactly 6:42 in the morning. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I woke up and went through my morning motions. Little did I know that this would be absolutely the most important day of my life.
I jumped onto the school bus in a relatively good mood; I had slept nearly nine hours the night before and it felt nice. I pulled out my makeup bag, but I had no idea that it was unzipped. Before I knew it, the entire contents of my cosmetic carrier were strewn across the floor and rolling around as the bus continued on its journey.
"Oh man," I said to myself. "This is great." It was only seven o'clock and already I was having a bad day.
I managed to retrieve most of my stuff, though I was still missing my favorite eyeliner when I got off. With a big sigh, I heaved my backpack onto my shoulders and walked to homeroom.
I don't have many friends. Seeing someone that I know (that actually likes me) in the hallway is a rare occurrence, and today was no exception. Back to reality. As I walked into my first period class, which happened to be English- my worst subject- I could tell by the faces of my classmates that something was wrong.
What luck! A pop test. Yes, a pop test. No other teachers give them than Mrs. Harrison. She's famous for them.
Somehow I managed to make it through the test without bursting into tears. I had found myself doing that a lot. Bursting into tears, that is. My shrink says it's because I feel sorry for myself too much. But seriously, what does she know? She's not me. Thank god she's not.
My day definitely took a turn for the worse when I spotted them on the way to lunch. The cheeleaders. The popular girls, the ones with straight "A"s and perfect boyfriends. There they stood- Susan Lewis, the blond. Neela Rasgotra, the Indian genius. Jing-Mei Chen, the tennis star.
They looked at me with hatred in their eyes. Who wouldn't, after what I had done to them?
Biting back tears, I ran for the bathroom and shut myself in the handicapped stall. Like every day before. But somehow, every day seems to get worse. Today is my worst day ever, I thought. For sure.
And then it changed. Five minutes later. The change didn't come at an important moment, and it didn't sweep me off my feet or knock the wind out of my stomach. But I felt it. It was an amazing experience, almost an unearthly experience. Because at that moment, I saw him. The minute I laid eyes on him, I knew he was the man I would marry.
TBC?
okay, so i decided to write a high school fic, because i've read quite a few, and they're quite fun to write! i am not sure where exactly i am going with this. please give me feedback!
