hi so this is my first whi article. I have been wanting to rant to someone bc my mom isn't very helpful so yea.
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so lets just call my school "pringles," ok? alright, so this tragic story of heartbreak begins at pringles. so you know how you be lookin good on the first day of school? yeah, all fly and stuff? I know you know what I'm talking about. anyways, I'm walking up into pringles and I see this CUTE boy. he's Irish and german, has blondish-brown hair, blue eyes, athletic? you know those guys. so, he's in my homeroom and he is just so fine, ya know? and me and this dude Kaden, we are like bestfriends, and we just bond really well? so, funny story, he asked me who my crush was, and I said Kelton. and he was like, oh, he's my bestfriend! and I'm like, holy crap, this can't be happening right now. so then, I ask Kaden who his crush is, and he says this girl in my class that I don't really know how to spell her name so imma just say jay. so I'm like, in my head, omg, what if I make a deal with Kaden that he will be my wingman and ill be his wingwoman? crazy, but smart. so I tell him the deal, and he agrees. then, he says, If you get jays number, then ill give you keltons number. so I'm like, yeah sure, its a 50/50 win win. he gives me the number, and being the weird and funny person that I am, I usually like to text my new contacts something prank-related, like where should I hide the body? and so I text him, and he doesn't reply. fast forward a few weeks later, and I'm selling slime for money, and starting up a conversation starter with my crush, I text, "what slime did you order? :)" and Kelton texts back his slime order. so fast forward again, a few weeks, I start falling for Kelton, HARD. and I was convinced that he liked me too, bc every time I would look at him, he would get caught looking at me, and start blushing. plus, I have always heard in news and just mainstream media, that if you catch a boy looking at you, then that means that they probably like you back. so ever since then, I have been convinced that he liked me. fast forward, a few weeks LATER, I hear a rumor that he likes someone. and as someone in my class is telling me this info, my heart is pounding and breaking and screaming and crying and yelling as every word is being spoken. then, I hear the most heartbreaking words I could hear. Kelton liked my best friend. of course, I think to myself, she is beautiful, smart, does cheer, is funny, and more. and I'm just a worthless, dumb, ugly, unathletic dirtbag. so, since my social anxiety acts up every once in a while, I start crying in the middle of class. my teacher comes over to my desk and asks whats wrong. gabbie ( my best friend, also the one Kelton likes ) comes over to talk to me during recess. she asks, whats wrong? and I tell her the story, every word I say is followed along by sobs and hugs from gabbie. she says, I don't even like him, I would rather choose you over a dumb boy. a few recesses later, a fight breaks out between this ratchet latino ( I'm not hating on latinos, I'm just describing her. ) and this other kid. and for some time, I stand, just walking along on the pavement, alone, sad, and lonely. so then, I look over and see all of the popular kids holding gabbie and pushing her towards Kelton, while Kelton is blushing and turning away. angry and heartbroken, I lay, down on the hard, cold, although roasting, concrete, imagining what life would be like if gabbie didn't exist, and also questioning my existence and what it means. then, I get choked up in tears, thinking about Kelton, my personal life, and more. then, I get up, and wash my face, red, and sour. I think, to myself, I'm beautiful, and I don't need a boy to be myself. later on, what I learned from this story, is that when you're falling for someone, make sure they like you too or you'll be stuck on them forever. trust me, I'm still going through it as I'm typing this storytime.
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anyways, that was my story of heartbreak. I love you guys. stay safe, be yourself, and don't change for anyone.
