We Live in the Same World
Chapter One
Have you ever liked someone so much but you knew you would never be with them? I thought that for the longest time, until I found that one person that made me happy in my life. The only problem is we are from different worlds, kind of. He's a football player, and I'm a "Goth" chick. Now I'm sure you're wondering how could this happen, well let me take you back to when this all started the beginning of my junior year.
"Ugh, I hate my schedule, Study, English, Chemistry, Lunch, U.S. History, Sculpture, Spanish, and finally Math. Hmm I wonder if I'll have anyone good in my class", I sighed and walked off into my study. Study is so pointless on the first day of school, I should have just skipped. Flipping through a magazine for 45 minutes until the bell chimed. I hate that bell… it's the same one as my door bell. Getting up and shoving my self through the crowded hallways of this prison we call high school.
English, there are a lot of people in here, but no one I care to talk to. That's when I saw him. Tall, muscular, blonde, blue eyes, some one I would never take another glance at. There was something different about him, it felt as if we where the only ones in the room. He smiled. Oh man I'm blushing. I think he smiled at me. Oh man! Raven, calm down he didn't smile at you he just looks through people like you. Wait, Wait! Is he walking over here?
"Hey baby", he smiles.
Is he talking to me? Questioning I try to force a smile and say "hi", but before then this beautiful blonde hair cheerleader type gets up and wraps her arms around his perfect neck. Of course he wasn't talking to you Rave … he's a football player, and duh foot ball players have cheerleader girl friends. I let out a sigh and look at my desk when the teacher comes in. Miss Smith, this pointy old woman, tall, thin, full of enthusiasm about learning, you know the same skit every teacher puts on when it's the first day of school.
A piece of paper is placed upon my desk. What the hell is this for? It's the first day of school. Do not tell me she is going to give us some stupid writing thing. Ugh!
"Now class, I'm sure you're wondering "What the hell is this for?"
People seem to smirk, cause they knew that is what they where thinking. Wow mind reader…
"Well it's a small writing assignment. Now, now class it won't be that bad. All it is, is a two page paper on "who you really are", and will be due by Friday."
Great another paper on "who I am", I don't even know that.
"And class, don't put anything in there you don't want the whole class to know, because beginning Friday and moving on into next week we will be reading them out to the whole class" She said as the whole class groans.
