2 Chapter 2- Let me emphasise on the word TROUBLE

Chapter 2

I brush my teeth and put on my sweater. Its 10 o'clock and officially my weekday bedtime. I go to the bed and pull the comforter, absorbed by the warmth of it. I think about my friends from my old school. We were a foursome. They were nice and decent people even though we used to argue a bit. I sigh and try not to let my tear gland explode. This was 'our gang'

Alina- Shy, childish, goody-good, quite good in studies.

Fanny- Goody-good, bit naive, overconfident, quite smart

Lizzy- Helpful but she lies. like a LOT. She's really good but sometimes she tends to be a hypocrite. She backstabs and backbites but no one but Alina and me knows.

Andddddddddd,

Hannah- Straight A student, modest, beautiful, a good girl with a bad side but mostly and unluckily: a girl that boys and trouble LOVE.

I moan thinking about my crappy past. It's true- some boys went gaga for me. I'm not boasting- but in the span of 1 year, a total of 20 boys had confessed to me. And guess what I did? I rejected them ON THE SPOT baby. Some girls love to be lusted after like this- but NOT ME. My priority in life is not to be a slut or a playgirl. I have my boundaries which I respect. I believe education is important- and yes you should live BUT, there are multiple boundaries. Also, I do not like too much attention or fame.

Its because when you are famous, everybody in school knows you. That equals to gossip, rumours, lies and trouble.

Let me emphasise on the word TROUBLE

The fan group of my admirers just went beyond the limit. People who were in elder grades too started falling for me. I was so sick of it. Some of them were really good and quiet students, while some of them were jerks. But I rarely got anyone cute or anyone who's my type.

Do you know the boys who are my type?

Let me show you:

1. The boy you can trust no matter what.

2. The boy whose eyes are filled with love, not lust

3. The boy who genuinely cares about you

4. The boy who respects you and your decisions

And finally,

5. The boy who you can be 'you' around

(Also, I wouldn't mind a teeny, weeny bit of cuteness, won't we? *winks*)

Barely any of them filled the criteria above.

But there was something I regret. A big mistake I had done. I never tried to inform my parents or teachers about this. When I was young, I never thought I was pretty- in fact, I didn't even bother about how I looked. After I started getting weird hormonal experiences, I became a bit naive. When this drama started, I was so scared and sorry for these 'kids'. I actually let them go. And when I rejected them, I politely did it. Why? Because I had a big ego. When I mean ego- Imean I was paranoid that people would reject me and start to hat me. I was very insecure. After a few days, I realised I was making a mistake. But that wasn't my biggest regret.

Because my biggest regret was,

I actually ended falling for one of them.

And boy did I regret it.