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i took one last look at myself in the mirror by the front door. i was so happy that i was actually looking nice for school for once. today, i just wanted people to notice me. i just wanted to feel special. my hair was neatly "scrunched" (it did it naturally unless i blow-dryed it then it was straight -- but i would always add a touch of hairspray so the scrunch would last), i had a blue shirt with a lacy cami underneath, with my ripped jeans and a star belt. my make-up was done rather well. i actually looked amazingly pretty. i walked out the door with a smile on my face and climbed into the car... i got lots of nice looks and people noticed me. and for today i felt pretty. all my troubles seemed to float away, when that hott guy that sits next to me in health started flirting. maybe i should do this every day. in the hallway right before eighth period i ran into a fellow amanda. we had gone to school for 9 years before highschool so we knew eachother pretty well, but she was just...sluttier and i-dont-care-er than me. her algebra book fell to the floor and i quickly bent down to pick it up. "why do you look so sad?" she asked. i didnt answer. i couldnt believe she had noticed that i was sad? i was actually in a pretty good mood. she continued, "because you've got absolutely no reason to be sad." "what do you mean?" i finally answered "only the fact that you're like perfect. all the guys want to know you, and the ones that do dont appreciate what they have. and its just not fair that you lead the perfect preppy, look at me life while the rest of us get to have problems." problems? what are her problems? that some ugly guy doesnt like her like she wants him to? i think i have more problems than if people like me or not. perfect lifestyle? getting used and treated like dirt is the perfect lifestyle? what world does she live in? obviously not mine. -*- i was standing near justin for two full minutes before he noticed that i was standing there. he turned and picked me up with a huge hug and twirled me around. "HEY BEAUTIFUL!" was the greeting i got. "hey justin" was the one i returned. "lets go be friends" i gave him a blank look. "...with benefits" he included. ah, that cleared things up. i got in the truck, he started her up and we headed off into the sunset... Post a comment in response: |
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