I woke up to the sound of my alarm.
Put on my slippers and went to take a shower.
(15 minutes later)
I was wondering what I was gonna wear for my first day as a senior it had to be something gorgeous.
Wow.
I listened to my thoughts.
Come on the real Alex couldn't give a fuck.
But I wasn't the real Alex anymore well at least not to other people.
I was still the same underneath but I was a complete different person on the outside.
I would have never thought like this if he were still here.
But he wasn't.
He was gone.
He was part of my past, part of the real Alex the one underneath my smile.
She was there waiting for him.
Your probably wondering who I am now.
Well I'm what you guys call the it girl.
I'm rich, beautiful, and by that I mean I have the perfect looks, I'm popular, smart, perfect boyfriend, and have everything you could ever wish of.
And of course I have the perfect closet.
And you're probably thinking wow that girl has an awesome life, well no, I don't enjoy my life.
I became all of this to get my mind of him.
And sometimes it just doesn't work.
Like at nights when I cry myself to sleep because he is the only thing I want or need but, also the only thing that I could never have.
I'm Alexandra Russo and this is my story.
