1 Emotions

Damn, it is not something like talking to the moon, at night or to the ones that usually happen in fairy tales. It's about the thing which we all have. It's way to powerful, it can harm you too or can fix you, may kill you or spoil your second or maybe your life. No I'm not talking about any animal or human or zombie, I'm talking about something we all have, something we all carry within ourselves, something which tie our heart to our brain with a beat. "Emotions"

CHAPTER 1

When you are interested you will do it and when you are not, you of course will not. It ties my heart to my brain, it craves for its use but I bet I have never used it in my life, not whole life because I'm having more days to live. I am not talking about any thing usually like pen or pencil, but I'm talking about my brain which I've never used in my life yet. Stubborn, if I say it directly. Sometimes you are so attracted towards somebody that they can control you. Yes, they can. It may seem as a joke to you right now like "Huh, how can someone control my life, in fact how can I let someone control my life?" I was like this too. A too immature person, who lost the fight between brain and the heart, the one who let somebody control me for a minute or maybe more. They are emotions that led me to his face but never his heart. After a brief explain about how powerful are emotions that you won't ever realise what you did, It goes like. It was Saturday night, and I was snitching chips from my little sister instead of enjoying or maybe clubbing with my friends. Damn! Friends? I guess I would have only one and that also must be sleeping and snoring right now. "Huh, what to worry about?" I asked Micelle, my little sister not too little actually, she was 14 with a mind of a eighty-year old clever women . LOL she was just 2 years younger still too little for me. "What do you mean by that?" she scrambled. "Hey, control yourself, you're the younger one" "Not too little, Christine" She replied. UGH who will fight to a 14 year old. Well let me introduce you to the most beautiful character in this "Christine", ME . I'm a 16 year old girl with a personality of Ed Sheeran, Ronaldo, John Green, Kate Winslet. Directly, singing, writing, sports (not exactly but football) and acting too (over actor actually). I'm having a big sister too, she's 18. Two years older than me, this gene really goes like "The prettiest, Kathely, The little not too, less prettier "Me" and yes at last we have "Michelle" the ugliest of all, and yes I will say this because she stole my locket which I got from Chicago 4 years ago from now by just crying, those were crocodile tears but it's okay she was the little one, But still the ugliest because she stole my locket. "Okay so get up girls, sorry I mean wake up it's time for school get up, I mean wake up" DAD always wake us up like this, still I love him the most. Getting ready for a boredom I was wearing my black jeans until I realised it was the uniform day. "WOW! Michelle poked in between" "Mind your own business little baby I replied. A mystery begin that time. That present moment when you realise your dress is in the wash basins and you run so fast, faster than a cheetah but BOOM! mission failed. Not that shameful but wearing your 18 year old sister's old dress which is thrice the size you own, not so shameful right? "Hey, honey bunny fatty bag" Everliegh screamed. Okay so, Everliegh my one and only best friend I have in my life. Honestly she has a right to roast me because she is the only one who motivates me when I loose hope. "Shut up Everliegh this is my sister's uniform" I replied. "What's wrong everything okay? you can borrow my extra piece of uniform" Everliegh said. "No no no no thank you but maybe you're thinking wrong I just forgot that my uniform has been sent for cleansing, so chill there is nothing to worry about" I replied her with a very Ew face.

Ting Ting Ting bell rang. My first day of 11 grade, oh my god I was never excited so chill I'm not excited yet. I was wondering what if all the money heist team came here and BOOM! raise your hands up. It's okay please don't mind these thoughts as I already told you I'm a drama queen yo. And then I met a boy, I actually just saw him back as he was staring me continuously maybe from two continuous period and I called it a meet WOW! . "Hey, you seem to be new here, what's your name pretty?" Oh my god did he really called me pretty? "Oh hi, no no I'm not new I'm studying here ever since third grade" I replied. "OKAY" he replied. And then Ting Ting Ting! again the bell rang. I was tired AF so I decided to take a shower. No not today ! No shower I slept.

Ding ding ! An iMessage from an unknown number. "𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗'? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜!" Uh okay I was wearing a red dress which I guess was our school uniform,this was little cringe I just asked that person who he really was and damn how did he get my number? "𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛?" I asked him. "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 , 𝙸 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜" He replied. That was a little shy moment because you can't expect a guy calling you pretty before he was the only one who made fun of you. Okay , whatever I sighed.

Next day he called me and I don't even know how to say hi without being shy , I literally think if you'll tell someone your weak side before you think they deserve you , you loose. They may take advantage of that , they surely will. I never knew this until I met him "Terry" "Terry Sulkin" He holds half of his dads money which means Parties every weekend , girls 24/7 around him , he doesn't even give a fuck to the emotions he just use and through people like they are his money. Sometimes I feel like telling him owning 20 porsche or 18 Mercedes or bungalows. But here they say the ones who own more live more like wow! I'm still not understanding why did he called me pretty or just a flirt like anyways I really don't know why I'm thinking about him so much , maybe he is the only guy who has called me pretty lol! I love writing and making memories and turning them into a book with pictures and emotions. God who really know If I was so interested in studies. I always have been a topper so everyone thinks I'm a nerd damn who will prove those bulllies now.! "That's okay"said everliegh. I asked her about what she was talking about at that past moment it has been just 3 seconds until she said that's okay and someone ran to me and said "Christine is everything alright? I mean why is your locker so crowded with the maniesed boys?" The maniesed boys were a group of bullies including Terry sulkin. I ran to the way and BOOM! Fell down so hard ugh! I was hurt. They were laughing on me , my locker was full with the words nerd , eww. I really don't know what's the fact about this. Like I don't even talk to anyone and don't have any fight with any one so who must do this bad with me? This was like a mystery to me. But I was hurt more when I saw Terry laughing , then I thought he didn't mean pretty he must have meant ugly.

I returned back to home my dad was a doctor he put some medicine where I was hurt and it was okay but Terry did wrong at that moment but who really put those posters on my locker? I cannot put back through this infact I can't stop thinking about this. What a fantasy!