Family and school had always an essential part of my life. We live in a time where people care more about their social life, technology, partying, getting drunk or getting lay than other more important things. From an early age I was taught that been prepare for things that might happen in the future is crucial. Every day of my life had to be planned; perfect even. My dad always taught me, well trained, to get the best out of me, every day. To be the best at my things, to be the best at school, to get a ‘perfect life’ as he puts it.
I had no idea that this will happen. Not even in my wildest dreams I thought that Eric would do this to me.I had no idea that Veronica would do such a dishonourable thing to me; I thought that we were best friends. But I guess I was wrong about her, you can’t trust people this days. Moving to a world that was way different that I was used to, was intense. Meeting Zeena, and her crazy as friends was awkward at the start as well. I didn’t know how to react around them; but eventually I got use to their craziness. I would never guess that just by been around them, I would eventually be part of their madness…including him.
From our first encounter, he crept into my heart in a blink of an eye. Those stories I’ve read about teen falling in love with the tattooed trouble maker quickly became some sort part of my everyday life. I don’t know what attracted me to him. Maybe it was his mysteriousness, his carefree personality, his sarcastic and snarky, rebellious attitude, his tattoos that I would like to touch with a caring hand or his eyes that were a really dark blue; almost black or really green, but with a spark on them. I’m not sure. I would love to give you a straight answer to that, but I can’t.
At times I think of the pain that people around me had made, the deep sting of loss that they’ve had caused, the lies, the chaos of events that had happened throughout my life. My world has turn upside down. But when I’m with him; everything changes.
But how could I possibly known what lay ahead of me...