Holding On

Freya an seventeen year old girl who is the odd one out faces many obstacles through high school. She gets humiliated , she falls in love , she gets heartbroken. Can she get through it, feeling alone in this world? Or will someone she least expect help her find her way . Hi , how are you? Well i would like to take a moment and say thank you for reading my story . I am currently still learning and trying to improve my writing skills . If you could , please take the time to favorite my story and like it . I would be deeply appreciated .


7. My oh my .

I run into the house. Did I really just ride on a motorcycle?!
That's it I have full on lost it , this is not even me! 

" So , your into low-lives now huh?"

I jumped to the sound of my brother standing in the doorway of my room . 

" I don't know what your talking about.", maybe I do 

" I am talking about you riding off in la-la land with our neighbor" He said angrily 

" It's none- , he cut me off before I could finish . 

" You know what it's typical , all you want is attention, I mean it's bad enough I have to have a fucking geek for a sister , who looks like nothing but a complete fucking dork, what can't get nobody else so your going for a fucking dumb ass. 

Tears began to form into my eyes , as much as he is disrespecting me , most of it's true, besides the attention part . 

I begin to look away as he kept making remarks of my appearance because now there were tears. 

" What the hell is wrong with you?! " 

I look back at my brother , next to him was my mom . 

She yelled at him for being disrespectful and he stormed off . I dried my face . 

" Hun , ignore him , he can be such an asshole sometimes. "

I couldn't help but smirk , she rarely cusses , but when she does it's quite funny . 

She brought me dinner as I was doing my homework . 

All I could think about is what Kyle kept saying , was he right ? 

I got up from my bed put my headphones in and started going through my closet . 

I threw all my geeky clothes in a bag , and got into the boxes of the clothes my mom picked . I hung most of them . I picked out a pair of my black skinny jeans , with a white sweater . I went to my jewelry box and laid out a pair of diamond earrings. I searched into my bathroom , and found my contacts my mom had been pestering for me to wear for years. I get everything i need for getting ready in the morning.  Oh yes it is time , I am so sick of everyone walking all over me and thinking just because I am smart , I am ugly . They will see , they will fucking see . 


I set my alarm an hour earlier than I usually get up . I put the clothes on, along with the earrings. I went to my bathroom. I started to brush my teeth , and doing my hair just like how my Aunt Kristy taught me.  It took me almost forty minutes to do my hair, but I got it to look exactly how i wanted. I put some eyeliner , and foundation , and all the regular make-up you usually wear. I go to my room and sit on my bed, staring at the mirror at my glasses . These glasses have been the only thing to mask my face . Am I really ready to toss them , am I ready to look like this?

Images of people making fun of me popped into my head, I closed my eyes and whispered to myself. Yes . 

I put the contacts in , at first my eyes were a little watery , and it took a few minutes to adjust . After about ten minutes I could see just fine . My mom's voice rang through the house . " Breakfast! Time to waaaaaake up." I grabbed my bag , and put it on my shoulders . Time to fuck shit up. 

I slowly went downstairs , and into the kitchen. My brother and my mom were sitting at the table eating , not looking up right away . 

" I'm up " I say quietly . 

" Come eat hon-" She looks up . Her face went into total utter shock. She gasped.

Kyle looks at her face then looks at me , with the same exact expression.

"My oh my , you just look absolutely beautiful baby." 

I smiled, " Thanks momma." 

Kyle could barely look at me , he knew what he done. He created this with his word. The nerdy little bitch is gone. 

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