Bitter beginnings
Growing up was supposed to be sweet.
Instead, I felt like I was running a race I never signed up for.
The hallway buzzed with noise — lockers slamming, sneakers squeaking, people laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world. I kept my head down, clutching my books, hoping no one would notice me.
My phone buzzed with yet another group photo from Friday night. Everyone smiling, everyone together. Everyone except me.
Maybe it was my fault for not being fun enough, loud enough, pretty enough. Maybe it was just life.
Either way, it felt brutal.
But the only hope was ETHAN CARTER. He's the only reason that I've been coming for classes even though i felt left out. I come regularly just to see his hazel eyes which was the 8 wonder to me.
We spoke often. I don't know if it is a situationship or a flirtionship or whatever ship , i loved it .
The other reason was my bestfriend Chloe Matthews. She looked great and i don't know how we ended up being bestfriends.
I still remember it was my first day at school and I used to be outgoing then. Chloe was the one who was lonely all the time. So I broke the ice between us and introduced her to my gang. But it wasn't the same anymore. Her personality was more charming than mine maybe that's why today I've only 2 people in this huge " Ridgewood College".
Everyday Ethan walked me home snd and that was my favourite part of day. I liked him but I don't think he knew or maybe he did. He's too confusing. Ugh!!!
I live in a quiet and peaceful lane- WILLOW CREEK. The streets were lined with trees and the houses were cosy. I loved my residence.
My parents were not that strict. They were fun and as I was the only child I recieved all their love.
Everyday before going to bed I would make sure to tell everything to my dear diary.
Next day:
I reached early. It was as usual. In the break i met Chloe but seemed little unusual. She had her makeup on and dressed up very elegantly.
"Chloe have a party today?" I asked.
"Ayy! No! Why do you ask" she asked laughing
"You're look different today. But yeah you look greatttt" i said winking at her.
"Ohh! Well I need to impress few people" she said winking. And laughed .
We had some sandwich at the cafeteria and went back.
The teacher entered like a thunderbolt.
We thought it would be our test papers but no there came a guy behind her.
"Hello guys! He's Aiden Brook . He's new here so please make him feel comfortable. "
He looked like Conrad from The summer I turned pretty. But then Ethan's face pictured in front of my eyes.
I said to myself " No one can light up my world like Ethan does. I'm gonna tell to Chloe about him. I'll ask her how to flirt and all stuff. I want him to be mine".
The teacher began with her usual accounting class.
As soon as I was done with the class. I asked Chloe to meet me at the cafeteria.
"Heyy!" I said .
"Wassup? Everything alright?" She asked handing me a coke.
" Actually you know I ....I...like..umm..Eth...Ethan" i said nervously looking down.
"Wow! Finally you like someone" she said happily but i didn't feel like she was actually happy.
She asked me to meet her near the locker as she forgot something.
She didn't talk to me well for few days. I didn't knew what was wrong. Something felt off. Even Ethan stopped walking me home and hardly text me these few days.
I went home. Completed my homeworks and played my guitar. That was my favourite hobby. It wasn't just a hobby. That guitar was my grandpa's he used to tell me that it was because of this that my grandma fell in love with him. This was his favourite possession and so I learned playing it and never let it fall out of tune.
I had my dinner and wrote my diary.
I thought of opening Instagram. As I scrolled through my phone before bed, I froze. There it was a picture of Chloe and Ethan smiling together at the party last weekend. Her caption read: Best night ever ❤️
I stared at the screen until my chest hurt.
I thought things couldn’t get worse.
And then I saw them — together.
I went to bed burying my face into my pillow and hoped that tomorrow would be better. Chloe would give me a explanation for this.
" God it's brutal out here" - Brutal by Olivia Rodriguez
