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Story of Mayka

Posted on : 19-07-2012 | By : itsJessicaLUL | In : First Love, Romance Love Story

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A young girl named Mayka started a journal for high school not knowing all it would be about is the boy is broke her heart.

It was the first day of school and as for me—or any freshmen it’s the most important day of our four years! The day that starts my training for adulthood, the day I can start wearing booty shorts to school without getting yelled at, or the day that I met the most arrogant, obnoxious boy ever! Also known as the boy who left me a thousand teardrops, a million words unsaid, and a shattered heart that still beats for him.

“The first day of school is always the most important day–”
“No duh girl what you’d think I dressed up for? Impressing the patrols officers?”
“We have patrol officers in HIGH SCHOOL?!”
“Nevermind…”

That was my best friend—Jessie—she’s a bit on the slower side but hey that girl gets guys. We’ve been best friends since kindergarten and now we’re going to high school together. Let’s just hope we’re going to different universities…A person can only handle so much of Jessie—not that I don’t love her of course…She’s just a tad…let’s say…odd.

“Come on Jessie! Walk faster! We’re gonna be late!” I yelled
“Girl hold up you know how hard it is to walk in these new Steve Madden?!”

See what I told you about her being a bit light headed?

“Come on! The class is right there!”

It was the first day of high school and the best way to start it off is Vietnamese class. But of course I’m in Vietnamese 2 not 1.

“Good morning students! Please find your name tag and sit there for now!”

Yep you got it. US—me and Jessie, the inseparable sisters were separated by stupid neon name tags!
It was all good though since we sat diagonally from each other therefore hand signals do just fine. People were walking into the room but my only thoughts were: “ew , gross, no, god no! Hey I know him! And ugh she’s here?” But then I saw him. Approximately 5’7, Asian male with dyed orange hair—don’t ask how I know that, I’m good at analyzing! I couldn’t help but stare at him, he looked so cool with his Abercombie t-shirt and Nike shoes with that little mow-hawk going on…made me completely forgot that everybody else can see me stare at him!

“You like him don’t you” My old classmate Jeffrey said
“Pardon?”
“You wanna go out with him don’t chu?” He questioned with a suspicious smirk
“Pshh! No! Pay attention! The teacher is calling our names!”

Right when I thought things couldn’t get worse, pumpkin head sat right in front of me! Oh why me! Why must he be so cute! Wh!-
“Hey you have a pencil?”
OH MY GOODNESS! HE ASKED ME IF I HAD A PENCIL! WHAT DO I DO?!
“Uh, hello?”
“Uh, yeah here take this one.” I responded
He smirked and turned away…but WHEW! I pulled that off so well—didn’t look nervous at all.

The bell rung, class had ended—I now have to wait 48 hours to see him again. But I completely stopped fantasizing about him when Jessie interrupted.

“Hey dumb nut! Forgot about me already!”
“UH,NO! I was just thinking about that Asian guy in our class, he is so UNF!”
“The one with the orange hair?” Her being her oblivious self she had to question
“Yup! Him! Isn’t he adorable?” Did I mention I started fantasizing again?
“He’s not that great…”
“Oh really? Then why was your friend staring at me the whole time?”

Oh my gosh pumpkin head just heard everything we said! I’m DOOMED!

(Screen) Name: itsJessicaLUL

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