Chapter :Two

 

Being a teenager is somehow about realizing that most of your childhood fantasy was a lie, but I cop that with watching movies and sitcoms, turns out I learn a lot from them. Whenever I watch a movie, shows or read a book I sorta have a obsession with it for a while. For instance I watched harry potter, afterwards I read the novels I use to talk a lot about them

And to get rid of every obsession, I have journals. I often wrote in them .Perhaps when I grow-up I will laugh at how stupid I was.

It’s three in the afternoon I am sitting on the couch in the living room, scrolling through on instagram. .it’s been a week since my high school started .up till now its sucks

There’s a instagram account on north-west high ,I just followed it to check there stories to keep myself updated about school gossips but mostly because I’m bored .

They have this ‘confess anonymously, I swiped next they all are boring but this one shocked one me “saw a really cute freshman, she has long black/brown hair with bangs”

“What the hell” I whisper to myself, wait there’s more “she wore a purple dress…” there are a lot of girls with long hair in my class and they wore purple dress too(maybe) but the mention of bangs which confirms it’s about me

I wanted to text the admin and know who did this?  But nope, no drama at the starts of freshman year or ever .But my curiosity goes next level so I take a screenshot of it and send it to Kristina I drop my phone of the couch and close my eyes and few minutes there’s a beep on my phone, Kristina texted

“oh wow that’s… new hey meet me in the park.”

“Okay be there in few minutes I text her back”

There’s a park two blocks away from my house I go there with Ashley and I sometimes write in my journals there

In fifteen minutes I am in park there is no sign of Kristina so I take my journal out and started writing in it 

Kristina comes after few minutes and sits near me as she says” high school just started and you already got a secret admire “

“” it’s not like that … I hope so. I don’t like high school” I said putting my head in my hands

Kristina and I talked for half an hour and then she left. I told my mother I would be back around 5 so I have to go too , I grab my bag and started walking , I am near home when I realized “my…journal” I left it in the park how can I be such an idiot ,I turn and start running back to the park

I reached the spot where we sat earlier but there nothing here. on my home I was sad and confused about losing the journal but mostly embarrassed about the one who found it ,will read it” now what….?” I whisper to myself.

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