Chapter 1: Invisible
My name is Tessa Yvonne Bonay, I'm French-American, my mom was born in France and my dad is American, well was American, he died in a car accident. I've lived in Lapush for 10 years. I am a very shy person and I have only one friend, her name is Jhena. I love to dance; I started when I was five and completely fell in love with it. I do tap, hip-hop, and ballet.
I am completely in love with this one guy, Seth. He is so cute; I sit next to him in biology, and history. Unfortunately, he doesn't even know I exist, he's too into that popular girl, Sara, all the guys like her. She basically owns the school; all the teachers are nice to her because her dad helps to fund them. She has these two clones, Jasmine and Lucy. They basically worship the ground she walks on. Last year they both got nose jobs just so they could look more like Sara.
I am on my way to lunch right now. I hate lunch because I have to sit and watch Sara put her hands all over my Seth, I could just kill her. Sara is so mean she humiliates me every second she gets. Whenever there's a school show or fundraiser, she always makes sure I can't go on because she knows I can sing and dance. She likes all attention on her, she does ballet but I can still dance better than her.
There he is, Seth Clearwater, his sister is a senior; she is so mean. I saw Sara glaring at me so she and the clones walked over.
"Tessa, I see you're staring at my man, you need to stop it, now." She gave me a death glare.
"First of all, he's nobody's man, especially not yours." We spoke in hushed tones so people wouldn't stare.
"Keep your eyes off of him and we won't have any problems." She seemed confident
"That's going to be hard to do since I have a project with him." She made an annoyed groan, and then walked away, her clones followed.
Seth is 14 and so am I., I have a history project with him about the Louisiana Purchase. He is going to come to my house later so we can get started. This is about the fifth project we've had together, and he still doesn't even remember my name. He doesn't know I'm French either; he doesn't know anything about me. Whenever we have a project and I go to his house or he goes to mine, I do all the work. He never even starts conversation; usually I do all the work.
School is done for the day and Seth is coming over to my house now. I heard the door knock, my mom was making dinner. I opened the door and there he was, he looked bored as usual, but whatever.
"Hey Seth, come on in." He came in looking around the place.
"So can we speed this up a little, because I've got a date with Sara at five." Great we only have two hours.
Just then my mom yelled from the kitchen, "Aïe, voient que c'est pourquoi je déteste faire cuire, j'obtiens toujours blessée. Je me suis juste coupé avec ce couteau puant!" (Translation-Ouch, this is why I hate cooking, I'm always getting hurt. I hate that stupid knife)
Seth was clueless so I decided to fill him in, "My mom's French, excuse me for a second. You can go up to my room, it's the second door on the right" I went to help my mom in the kitchen.
"Maman sont toi ok, j'ira obtiennent de la gaze." (Translation-Mom are you okay, I'll go get some gauze.)
After I got the gauze I helped my mom wrap her hand, then I went upstairs. I was so nervous to open my door, my fingers were practically shaking. But I walked in any way. He was sitting on the chair in my room. He looked so great, I just wish he knew more about me.
"So you ready to start." He nodded so I took out the books.
Like always I did most of the work occasionally he would put in something, other than that it was just me. He said tomorrow I should come over to his house, I agreed way too quickly, but he didn't seem to notice.
I took out my ipod and listened to Taylor Swift. Surprisingly, the song that was on described my life perfectly.
Taylor Swift: You Belong With Me
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesnt get your humour like I do
I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like
And she'll never know your story like I do
But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me
Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isnt this easy?
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?
She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me
Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.
Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me
I think this song was just meant for me, my life is exactly like that. I can't even begin to explain how much I wish Seth would notice me.