imperfection

today is my first day at Seaside High School.

my heart quivers and tries to tell me to back out as i make my way to the front entrance of the school

crowds of teenagers are everywhere, having a good time

i don't want to go to school, i don't want to go to school

i don't want to meet new people, i don't want to meet new people

i don't, i don't, i don't, i

someone has just bumped into me

he turns around and his mouth opens to say something

but then his blue eyes open wide as he takes a closer look at me, and i do the same for him

my eyes wander over his golden locks and tanned skin, he looks like he belongs in a perfume commercial

i must look like a horrible mess because he decides to give me a sense of pity

his lips turn up into a sad smile and before he could say anything, his friend pats him on the back as a signal for them to leave

i watch them go with sad eyes and i bow my head forward, running past him into the school

bathroom, bathroom, where's the damn bathroom?

i finally find it and i run into it

i place myself at a mirror and gasp at what i look like

so ugly, so terrible, so deformed

i stare at myself for seconds, hours, days, weeks, months, years

and then i look at my watch

my first day at school is over

and it seems like the golden boy i met at the entrance of the school is the one who made it worse

for as i walk out of school

he sends me a smirk, like he can read my soul

the smirk tells me how much he knows of me of my imperfections, and how much he will make fun of them later on

i remind myself not to enter school through the front entrance ever again

perfection

today is the first day of my second year at Seaside High School

i walk to the entrance with a breath of fresh air, but i bump into a girl who i've never noticed

my eyes grow wide at how horrible she looks, and i feel a sense of pity. i send her one of my pity smiles

she looks threatened. before i could do anything else, i feel a pat on my back and my attention is easily turned from the girl to the person who greeted me -axel.

"who was that?" my friend axel asks me, his green eyes lighting up withcuriosity. "did ya meet a new girlfriend?"

"not today," i reply with a smile, shaking my head. "it was just some girl, freshman, looking absolutely hilarious on her first day."

axel laughs along with me as we think of her. wide dark blue eyes, choppy black hair, and dark clothes. she is amess

"i knew you weren't hitting on her," axel says, looking over at me as we watch the girl run into the bathroom. "she's definitelynot your type."

i nod in agreement as we make our way to first period, stopping by our locker. the bell rings and we bid ourselvesadieu, going to separate rooms

seven hours pass with nothing but checking out girls and pretending to study. i don't see the girl until i walk outside

the girl looks tired, and scared. she looks like an idiot.

i flash her one of my famous secretive smirks, and walk away, leaving her breathless at howhot i am

axel, riku, sora, and everyone else joins me, and we head off to the burger shop to get a bite

it was a great first day