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Broken Without You
The box of chocolates drop to the ground with a thud, I stand there lost for words. Tears begin to pool in my eyes and one rolls down my cheek. The moon glows in the murky sky as I watch him kiss another girl. I cannot bear to stand here any longer and sprint back home with tears pouring out my eyes. I thought he liked me, how could he do this to me? Foolish I was being, to grow feelings for someone that was just nice to me. I run across the road and pay no attention to who's in front of me. Slamming into a stranger, my tears wipe onto them, “Sorry”, I say in a quivering voice and continue to run home. I unlock the door and run into my room flinging the door shut. I lay in my bed and cry for the rest of the night.
My alarm clock buzzes as I sit up and groan -my face dry from the tears, another day of school -ugh. I slip on a pair of grey jeans and a white and green jumper and walk to the kitchen. Eating my breakfast I look at the clock. It's 8:37, still some time before school starts. Finishing my food, I put on some trainers and grab my bag, holding my phone tightly. The door closes behind me as I plod down the stairs, my footsteps echoing in the building. The sky is a greyish blue colour and the trees are shades of orange and yellow- it’s Autumn afterall. Groups of people stand near the entrance as the substantial white sign which reads ‘Redcrest High School’ meets my eyes.
The bell rings as I walk into my form class, having done this about hundreds of times before. I sit down as the teacher takes the register to signify our existence. Looking at my time table I see that I have finance next- eh it's boring. The bell goes off again and everyone gets up and leaves.
After about 3 minutes and many hallways later, I finally reach the finance classroom. Taking stuff out of my bag, I look up and notice someone that I haven't seen before. “This is our new student Zayn, you can sit next over there”, the teacher says and points to the seat next to me. I sigh, now I have to socialise, something that I don't enjoy doing. He walks over and sits next to me. “Hi I'm Zayn, what's yours?, he says in a low voice. I turn to face him and the first thing I notice is his eyes, one is green and one is brown. Still amazed by this, I also notice he has freckles and dark brown hair flowy and parted. Remembering that he asked me a question, I snap back to reality. “Im Mei, nice to meet you”, I say. “Nice name”, he replies. “Thanks,” I answer. The lesson continues as usual - boring.
Slouching on a table with my lunch, people gossip and eat. Zayn comes over and sits across the table. “Mind If I join you?”, he asks and I nod. I normally eat alone but a bit of company wouldn't hurt. “ Do you always eat alone at lunch?”, he questions. “Yea, I don't have any friends”, I say. “Don't you get lonely?”, he says. I shrug “Well I'm used to it”, I say. “Can I be your friend?”he asks, glancing at me. I think for a second. “Ok, let me give you my number”, I respond and type in my number on his phone. He grins at me and I smile back. New friend, I guess that's good.
The next day passes quickly too- with still boring lessons apart from art which I enjoy. Strolling home I decide I should go to the library. I go there all the time since it’s only a couple of minutes away from my apartment. A small bell chimes as I enter the library, no one here except me. I walk over to a certain aisle and look for a book. Then I spot it and smile, my favourite manga series and pick the one I need to read next. I take a seat on a comfy blue chair and look at the front cover. “Oh hey”, says a voice. I flinch. “Sorry didn't mean to frighten you”, he says. I peer up at him. “It’s ok”, I say. “Oh you're reading my favourite manga, which book are you on?”, he says cheerfully....
My alarm clock buzzes as I sit up and groan -my face dry from the tears, another day of school -ugh. I slip on a pair of grey jeans and a white and green jumper and walk to the kitchen. Eating my breakfast I look at the clock. It's 8:37, still some time before school starts. Finishing my food, I put on some trainers and grab my bag, holding my phone tightly. The door closes behind me as I plod down the stairs, my footsteps echoing in the building. The sky is a greyish blue colour and the trees are shades of orange and yellow- it’s Autumn afterall. Groups of people stand near the entrance as the substantial white sign which reads ‘Redcrest High School’ meets my eyes.
The bell rings as I walk into my form class, having done this about hundreds of times before. I sit down as the teacher takes the register to signify our existence. Looking at my time table I see that I have finance next- eh it's boring. The bell goes off again and everyone gets up and leaves.
After about 3 minutes and many hallways later, I finally reach the finance classroom. Taking stuff out of my bag, I look up and notice someone that I haven't seen before. “This is our new student Zayn, you can sit next over there”, the teacher says and points to the seat next to me. I sigh, now I have to socialise, something that I don't enjoy doing. He walks over and sits next to me. “Hi I'm Zayn, what's yours?, he says in a low voice. I turn to face him and the first thing I notice is his eyes, one is green and one is brown. Still amazed by this, I also notice he has freckles and dark brown hair flowy and parted. Remembering that he asked me a question, I snap back to reality. “Im Mei, nice to meet you”, I say. “Nice name”, he replies. “Thanks,” I answer. The lesson continues as usual - boring.
Slouching on a table with my lunch, people gossip and eat. Zayn comes over and sits across the table. “Mind If I join you?”, he asks and I nod. I normally eat alone but a bit of company wouldn't hurt. “ Do you always eat alone at lunch?”, he questions. “Yea, I don't have any friends”, I say. “Don't you get lonely?”, he says. I shrug “Well I'm used to it”, I say. “Can I be your friend?”he asks, glancing at me. I think for a second. “Ok, let me give you my number”, I respond and type in my number on his phone. He grins at me and I smile back. New friend, I guess that's good.
The next day passes quickly too- with still boring lessons apart from art which I enjoy. Strolling home I decide I should go to the library. I go there all the time since it’s only a couple of minutes away from my apartment. A small bell chimes as I enter the library, no one here except me. I walk over to a certain aisle and look for a book. Then I spot it and smile, my favourite manga series and pick the one I need to read next. I take a seat on a comfy blue chair and look at the front cover. “Oh hey”, says a voice. I flinch. “Sorry didn't mean to frighten you”, he says. I peer up at him. “It’s ok”, I say. “Oh you're reading my favourite manga, which book are you on?”, he says cheerfully....
