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Instead of caring for what I look like, I went to school in my pajamas and in an unbrushed tangle messy bun. I grabbed my bag and headed to school without worrying about any breakfast. As I was about to walk out, Dad had his teacher bag over his shoulder and called my name. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him.
"Yes," I replied, dulled.
"Are you okay," He asked.
"Yeah...why?"
"You just seemed...sad lately." Thanks for noticing.
"I'm fine...just a little stressed from school. I'm fine." I put on a fake smile.
"It'll get better." He put his hand on my shoulder.
"Okay, dad." I walked past him and went out the door.
I walked into school and went to my locker, opened it and got my stuff for the first two periods.
"Hey, ever heard of a brush," Vanessa said as she walked by with her "friends". I just sigh and tried to hold my tears back. "You think being a slut means she try to look good…" I heard her say. Why can't that bitch leave me alone?!
"What is your dream," my English teacher said, a little too excited in my opinion. Everyone just looked at her. "Like what do you aspire to be? Dream job or even just a generalized dream. I want you all to write a two-page essay about that dream." Now I have to start thinking for an assignment…
As I sat on my laptop in my room, thinking of my "dream"; then my dad came in.
"Hey, Sav," he said.
"Yeah." I turned around to look at him.
"I'm going out for a few hours. Is there anything you need?"
"Uh...no; I'm good thanks. I just need to focus on this essay."
"Okay, just text or call if you need anything...okay?"
"Yes, dad." He kissed the top of my head and left.
An hour later...
I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I'm just always tired anymore... why does my life suck so much? I miss having my friends. I miss the sleepovers Jenna, Vanessa & I would have. I miss teasing Ryder and the way he teased me back. I miss actually laughing and enjoying myself. I decided that it should be my dream: to be happy.