Dear Luck Series 1
Dear Luck Series.
Dear Luck,
Have I told you about the time when i almost got caught going to Linn's party? Well; I think it was a chilly Saturday somewhat in the middle of august. I don't really remember it as much, since it the biggest party known to every 8th grader in my school. All I could really pick out of it was it was at Linn's mansion. She was the prettiest girl at school and ugh... well the richest too. I could not believe I was invited to go, since Linn and I were not so-called friends.
Anyway, while I was at the party I danced like a robot until sweat slowly started to slide down my back. The overwhelming smell of the place killed my nose; it was a sharp smell of vodka and cigarette. The place was packed with kids dancing and young un-experienced 8th grade boys taking shots of what I thought was lemonade. The drinks were served in red cups and tiny glass cups.
I just simply took a break from dancing and walked ( more like wobbled) over to a seat. My sister's heels were killing me painfully and dearly. Stealing my sister's things were a habit for me when I was younger since my clothes were unattractive for a party. I guess I must have missed a step or something ( I know it sounds weird) because my body tensed up as I lost my balance.
"My, are you okay there?" A boy who had seen asked me, (embarrassing right?) the way his hair swayed in it tight ponytail made my lips curl into a smile. Not only was he gorgeous; and his dark blue eyes withered on me.
That was all I remembered at the party, since the summer passed by. I have no use for the past.
Dear Luck,
Now I'm a junior at Notorious Bridge High School and I am in a relationship with one of the cutest guys in school. I know i can't believe it either. I'm 15 years old and unlike most kids in my class I know what I want to do with my life. I know weird huh? You Don't really kids knowing what they wanna do. Trust me, it sound harsh saying this but if someone where to step foot into this school you would find cheerleaders chewing gum annoyingly down the halls wearing short skirts to give the football players 'the nice view'. God I'm sick of them. Most people think that cheerleaders are blond and stupid, but these girls have their own categories. Other divided cliques are in this school are, the nerds, the emo's, the drama club, the science club, the hot guys looking hot club ( well that I just made up ha ha) , and well the 'X' girl club. Yeah I know right? What type of group is that?
Doris sat next to me at English; I like Doris but let's just say she smells like the end of a shoes when it steps on dog droppings. I have to put up with it twice a week and it feels like forever. I could never have the guts to tell Doris that she smells to her face. As I thought of that it made me feel sorry for her, but I turned to Doris and smiled.
Have I told you about the time when i almost got caught going to Linn's party? Well; I think it was a chilly Saturday somewhat in the middle of august. I don't really remember it as much, since it the biggest party known to every 8th grader in my school. All I could really pick out of it was it was at Linn's mansion. She was the prettiest girl at school and ugh... well the richest too. I could not believe I was invited to go, since Linn and I were not so-called friends.
Anyway, while I was at the party I danced like a robot until sweat slowly started to slide down my back. The overwhelming smell of the place killed my nose; it was a sharp smell of vodka and cigarette. The place was packed with kids dancing and young un-experienced 8th grade boys taking shots of what I thought was lemonade. The drinks were served in red cups and tiny glass cups.
I just simply took a break from dancing and walked ( more like wobbled) over to a seat. My sister's heels were killing me painfully and dearly. Stealing my sister's things were a habit for me when I was younger since my clothes were unattractive for a party. I guess I must have missed a step or something ( I know it sounds weird) because my body tensed up as I lost my balance.
"My, are you okay there?" A boy who had seen asked me, (embarrassing right?) the way his hair swayed in it tight ponytail made my lips curl into a smile. Not only was he gorgeous; and his dark blue eyes withered on me.
That was all I remembered at the party, since the summer passed by. I have no use for the past.
Dear Luck,
Now I'm a junior at Notorious Bridge High School and I am in a relationship with one of the cutest guys in school. I know i can't believe it either. I'm 15 years old and unlike most kids in my class I know what I want to do with my life. I know weird huh? You Don't really kids knowing what they wanna do. Trust me, it sound harsh saying this but if someone where to step foot into this school you would find cheerleaders chewing gum annoyingly down the halls wearing short skirts to give the football players 'the nice view'. God I'm sick of them. Most people think that cheerleaders are blond and stupid, but these girls have their own categories. Other divided cliques are in this school are, the nerds, the emo's, the drama club, the science club, the hot guys looking hot club ( well that I just made up ha ha) , and well the 'X' girl club. Yeah I know right? What type of group is that?
Doris sat next to me at English; I like Doris but let's just say she smells like the end of a shoes when it steps on dog droppings. I have to put up with it twice a week and it feels like forever. I could never have the guts to tell Doris that she smells to her face. As I thought of that it made me feel sorry for her, but I turned to Doris and smiled.
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