The side character

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Summary

"We don't always end up with the person we would die to be with. Someone has got to suffer to make another someone happy. Dreams don't come true when you wish for it. You are not as special as you think you are. This world is like a massive jigsaw puzzle, you can only fit in it if you are the right shape. Sacrificing yourself just to make someone else's day" This is what I have learned and done in my life that I will later regret because I hope that the positive side of life will come, but it never did. People say I'm caring, friendly a gentleman just so they could continue to use me.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Monday


You know how nearly all the stories are about main characters, well this story is about a side character, and that side character is me.

. . .

Monday 16th January

I felt pretty good about Mondays because I think of this day as 'my lucky day.' Wednesday, however, thought otherwise.

I walked down the same old boring, dull hallway as I always do on my way to my first lesson. I flung the door to the classroom, and there she was... The most gorgeous and the most generous person that ever existed - Lia. She made everything bright and cheerful just for being there.

I peered around looking at the others and made my way to my table. I walked past her looking down at my feet, I glanced at her from the corner of my eye seeing her smile gently at me. A warm feeling developed inside of me; I felt an overgrowth of excitement, I felt opportunity, I felt a chance.

I sat next to a guy who likes to daydream about who knows what. He was pale and at the same time very plain looking. Apparently, he was filthy rich and owned an underwater hotel. I stared blankly as the teacher went on with her lesson.

Break, finally. Just 4 more lessons to go. I dragged myself to a room where we all usually hangout. I stepped inside and sat in the corner, and like always, I'm deep in thought about my fantasies with Lia.

(I'm such a loser, daydreaming about someone and not being able to communicate properly with them. I'm such a coward.)

I stared at her in awe, like I'm looking at an angel or the perfect being. She stared back and I quickly look away. Damn my heart skipped a beat. How is she so perfect...