Hey everybody,
This is my new story. I know that I havn't updated my other ones in like forever but I have decided to put them on hiatus sorry I just can't find inspiration. In English I wrote a short story but really liked the idea so this is the result I'm really excited so I promise updates, also my fabulous beta, flawless-lips ( check out her stories) will keep me on my toes. Hope you like Read on…
Being Seen
Chapter 1: Prologue
Have you ever felt as though you're invisible? Like you blend right into the background as if a piece of furniture? You're not popular, but you don't get picked on because nobody even notices you in the first place. Everybody knows your name and maybe one thing about you, but they never really know the real you.
Welcome to my life.
I'm not saying I don't like this life; I absolutely love it, because there was a time when I stood out. It was a time where people took notice of me, a time when people were interested in me, a time when I was new here.
When I first moved here in the middle of year 8 I had come from a poor public school where I had pink streaks in my long mahogany hair, three piercings in each ear and my belly button as well as a tattoo on my lower back (yes I got a tattoo when I was thirteen), to this exclusive boarding school where you could do next to nothing. The seniors were allowed off campus in their cars and had a lot more freedom, but when you were juniors, you couldn't do a lot.
This boarding school was the reason why I liked blending into the background. At my old school I was always the centre of attention but that was because the other students were just like me. But when I moved here, it was like it was a completely different world. I didn't belong. The people were so different that I didn't want to stand out anymore because it wasn't accepted and people like me were called freaks. I'm not retarded or emo or anything but I'm not into cheerleading and being a pose. I was independent and liked to take risks and have fun.
At my old school I had been the prankster of the year with my partner in crime Rosalie. We got in so much trouble all the time that when I got caught egging the principal's car my parents thought I was in need of some very strict discipline.
This is how I ended up at Wilson Academy. So when I walked in that first winter's day with my piercings and pink hair, everyone wanted to know the new 'so called' rebel- I was there brand new shiny toy.
But just like a new toy, after a while I was no longer new, and the questions ran out. The pink in my hair faded just like me into the background until only the friends I had made talked to me. I stopped my prank pulling ways, because lets face it none of these stuck up bitches wanted to get down and dirty. I found I actually liked this life better for when I lived here. I no longer had to stutter when people talked to me and no more rumors were spread about me being a prostitute or a drug dealer. I only kept in touch with my partner in crime and by the start of year 9 I had appeared to have turned into one of them. My parents couldn't have been happier and neither could I. I was no longer the Isabella Swan everybody wanted to know.
But now as I sit in my bedroom about to start year 11, thinking about all of this, I realize that the part of me I thought I left at public school was still there inside of me. As they say you can take the girl out of public school, but you can't take the public school out of the girl. I realized that I wanted to be noticed again, and for the same reason many others wanted to be seen, it was for a boy. And I would be noticed, with a best friend that is one of the most popular girls in the school how hard could it be?
I need a change and to show people who I am.
So that was that.
Next chapter will really start the story up. Yes I have already written it and I will also explain heaps next chapter.
Now lets play a game
Each chapter I will ask a question and lets say for now if I think you give a good answer ( like one that makes me laugh, is interest or weird) you can have a preview of the next chapter so….
What were/are you like in high school?