Her
by: LadyYamato09
Prologue
Let me tell you guys a story, its not about me well maybe its half about me as well but mostly its about her.
The first time I saw her was in the middle of my senior year in high school, she was sitting under a tree in the quad doing something with her laptop with her big headphones on. I was curious who she was I don't know what came over me when I first saw her its as if my heart wants to jump out of my ribcage, she was beautiful but at the same time mysterious specially with that dark eyeliner and piercings she has, I find it really hot to be honest, the curiosity inside me won and I asked around who she was, I found out from my friends that she and her mom just move to my neighborhood recently. Well that explains why I never saw her before coz i'll definitely remember a girl like her.
She was a sophomore, so I only see her a handful of times in school and thats usually in the quad during lunch break. I tried approaching her a few times but i never had the guts to fully come near her since she always had that big headphones on and the vibe that totally says don't disturb, and it was probably the coward in me why I never had confidence to come and introduce myself to her, which is kind of surprising since i was usually very friendly and bubbly person who is friends with everybody but there is just really something about her that makes me forget how to be sociable when I'm near her.
I wanted her to be my friend so bad that I was getting desperate by the end of the year, I was graduating and going to college and yet I still haven't talk to her yet. For some people they would describe her as a punk kid who is nothing but trouble with her anti social behavior and vibe that clearly says 'stay away from me', 'come mess with me and i'll mess your face up', and the 'I don't give a fuck' attitude she usually portrays.
But that very same person is the reason why I'm still alive right now and I can't for the life of me thank her enough for it.
How I wish she knows how thankful I am.
How I wish I could see her again, even if I don't have the right to come near her.
How I wish she is still the same.
But then again I'm a coward, I run from her when she probably needed me the most.
I'm Chloe Beale.
And her, her name is Beca Mitchell.
so what do you guys think? Good, Bad or Terrible? should i continue with it or not? i had this idea for a very long time now and i just didn't have the time to write this story up until now. so let me know what you think ;)