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What would you do if the world around you crashed? If everything you thought you knew was a lie? How would you react, knowing that no one had bothered to tell you the truth, the whole truth, the real truth? Comfort had thought that she was…well…comfortable. Life had never been easy for her, but there were certain things that she was sure of, and now she was suddenly not so sure. Teen Dilemmas. Sigh... British Secondary School is a very interesting place where a lot of crazy things happen. This book is about more than just the building though, it’s about comfort. Comfort is your average teen – well, except when it comes to grades. As usual, she is just minding her own business, when her life is turned upside down. Daddy issues, fake friends and popularity all seem to come along with a new opportunity named Elijah. Despite warnings from her family and friends, Comfort’s stubborn ass won’t listen …or maybe it’s because they just won’t tell her. She’s not the only one who’s been lied to, though. Elijah, Alicia (her best friend) and so many of the characters have their own secrets that they’re hiding and being hidden from. Follow Comfort as she manages to find comfort in unexpected places. Just wanted to say that this is my first story, so comments are highly appreciated.
Do you know how much it hurts to like an idiot?
To watch him make a fool of himself and to be too nervous to tell him?
To watch others laugh at him and not even be able to tell them that their wrong for it?
To watch him say stupid things while you try to make sense of it all?
To watch him because you're too scared...too nervous...too shy to approach him yourself?
Do you know how it feels for your heart to beat?
Erratic palpitations you wish was due to your pending homework.
For you to begin hyperventilating each time he steps within your peripheral vision.
Do you know what it's like to get jealous?
To wince each time he talks to a girl, smiles at a girl, touches a girl.
To enviously dislike any girl that he dates, dated or will date.
How it feels to watch him window shop while hoping euphorically that he'll buy you. . .
Only you.
Just you.
For you.
With you.
But you, know in the back of your mind ( or at least you think you do) that he will never like you like you like him.
So despite your hearts palpitations, you decide to let him go and enjoy the world freely.
Despite how you really feel, you cloud your emotions and decide to wear your heart, loosely, on your wrist.
You write your love for him in the sand at his feet, knowing that despite your best efforts, all of Neptune's oceans couldn't wash away your love for him.
Wait...Love?
I meant like, attraction, desire.
Pause . . . no, I'm meant to feel distaste, repulsion and disgust for him.
Its the only way to move on...right?
~Flow3try
