Chapter 1:
Time
Did you know something?
Time goes by so slowly.
I mean, it's been about a week already and I can still remember the events of the contest vividly. I remember winning and losing, at the same time.
I remember winning the contest and calling my mother but not looking too happy when I did so. My mom was spazzing on how proud she was of me and offered to send me money to buy me some new clothes (maybe because I looked miserable) and to cut my hair. I gladly accepted the offer.
This is why I am walking down the grassy road to Vielstone City in a grey hoodie, a blue mini skirt, and gray knee high boots with blue and gray striped socks and glovettes. My hair is now as long as dawn's instead of reaching past my waist and is decorated with a grey and blue polka dotted headband. Personally, I love the way I look but my heart is still a little too broken to care.
Finally I caught sight of Veilstone City. It's boring but lively.
I picked up the speed a little as I ran down the sliding slope. Half of the time, I would probably trip but I'm more focused on contests now than I was with boys. And I feel that my clumsiness has gone down a little.
But then I trip on my feet and go tumbling down the hill
Oh irony, why must you be so cruel.
And keep tumbling until I hit someone's feet.
"Ouch," I said, rubbing my head gently. I turned to the person I hit. "Sorry dude-" but then I noticed the person I hit.
It was Paul
Is that guy like a stalker or something because he always seems to follow me?
He didn't seem to notice my annoyance (or was it pain) he just stood up and dusted himself up. "Watch where you're going klutz," he said, "I don't have time for losers like you . I have a gym battle." And he turned and walked away, leaving me in the dust.
I watch him go, feeling anger with every step his feet took.
I clenched my fists, feeling the sting of his words and the pain of an almost breakup.
And this is what I mean about time,
How come it's been two weeks and I still feel the wound?
sO ANGSTY.. WHy because like Stacey, most kids (especially girls) ar einsecure sometimes and often feel upset from a break up. I know she seems anfsty now but she will resume her cheer demenor toward the end of this story. It just might take time....
Anyways... REVIEWS KEEP ME ALIVE SO REVIEW UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO DIE!
Kiki-chan
