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Fifteen year old Tasha talks about the sudden changes in her life after she and her family shifted to the U.S. after living in her hometown all her life.

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week before Winter break

This is one break that the whole of America waits for- the winter break. My break starts a day earlier than many other people of my class because my mom let me to take a leave. My days are going to comprise of memorizing stuff and preparing for the mandatory 5k run at our school.

There is this really gorgeous boy in my PE. My friend and I both obsess over him. One day, we were all walking/jogging in the fields, and my friend and I we drooling over his looks and his niceness. Annie told us that he heard us talk (he was far away from us- in the front, but I guess we were a bit too loud). I am still not sure if he did. I did see him sorta laugh at himself though. As she told us, blood rushed to my cheeks, and I couldn't stop thinking about it for many nights. After that, we started calling him "our guy". My friend shared classes other than PE with him, but I didn't.

The last week of school before Winter break was chaotic. We played volleyball in PE. I was really excited. The teachers gave us three levels we could choose- beginners, intermediate and expert. I went to the intermediate on the first day because I hadn't played volleyball in a long time, but I have been in the team before. I helped save many balls. It was fun. That gorgeous boy was also in the same level, just that he barely moved on the court. I was never on the same side as him. He is a bit of a lonely boy, I must say. when the people in the teams kept rotating, he would sit lonely-ly in a corner, with his phone.

The next day, I went to the expert level and I had too much fun. I was sweating from top to bottom, my hair was a mess, I had been hit by the ball twice (I kinda blacked out one time), I noticed him stare at me a couple times.

Yes. He stared at me- a couple times.

The day went by quickly, so did the year, and the decade. It was the last time in the decade, I saw him or went to school.

I don't have a crush on him -yet- but I want him to notice me and acknowledge me. I want him to know my name, I want to know his name, I want us to have a conversation and maybe even become best friends! I had two chances to talk to him that week, but I backed out of both, just because of my insecurities. I want to have fun with myself.

This has been the craziest week of my life.