Default avatar Damian

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Good luck next year

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Good luck next year

Chapter 1

by Default avatar Damian 4 mins.

The music was blaring very loudly, everyone was chatting with everyone else, some were confessing to the ones they've had a crush on since the first day. Though, I guess that's to be expected. It is, after all, the last day of school. Now that I look at them, everyone seems to be having a good time despite that fact that almost everyone cried yesterday. It's such a shame that I wouldn't be able to see them again.

Everyone was nice to me and wanted our class to be one big family even though we just met that day. Well, not everyone really. There were a few that I didn't take a liking to, even now. I'll miss them still but I know that they wouldn't miss me, besides who wants to be friends with the person who constantly complains about not wanting to be in their class, or the one who doesn't even do that much in group projects anyways?

"hey, you alright?"

That sentence pulled me out of my train of thought and as I turned to see who it was, I wasn't really surprised that it was our president who called me. I told her that I was fine, just that I had a lot on my mind. I knew that she didn't really believe me since a flash of doubt appeared in her eyes. She left me alone after that but not before telling me that everyone here is always here for each other. Wishing for the day be over with already, I got up and let out a sigh since it was only a few hours left anyways before this ended.

We were at the gymnasium for the end of year awarding of students who did well this year, almost everyone in my class were honorees. The ones that weren't still had an award so I guess I can say that everyone of us were awardees. It was getting a bit boring and tiresome since the event was so long and the only reason why some of us needed to attend was because we were to be given a certificate. A stupid little piece of paper that tells people that your smart. Its a bit stupid honestly.

Finally we were called to be given the said piece paper and to have a few pictures taken with our parents, after that we went to our designated room to say our final goodbyes and some other sentimental crap that I don't really give a damn about. So when they were doing it, I was just sitting by the corner that had a wide window just staring outside.

The place where I lived was really great, it had everything a normal city has and a few more. With the main city and concrete jungle being in the middle surrounded by farms and suburbs, it was a great place to live. The best part is that the city has a cliff overlooking it. That's the best place to be if you need somewhere quiet to think. You could really feel the wind up there, its my favorite place in town.

When the it finally ended, I just upped and left without saying anything, I didn't even notice that someone followed me until they called out my name. I was a little peeved at that since they kind of just shouted my name, I don't really like my name anymore, although I never really knew why. They wanted to invite me with them since almost everyone was going to be there, I told them no saying that I needed to go home early, they tried to convince but after a while they gave up and headed on their merry way to make the day last longer as it is, my last words to them being 'Good luck next year!'

Its a bit disappointing actually, I don't really know why but I never really liked anyone from my class that much. Even the ones that I always hang out with, if I could rate them from 1 to 10, with ten being the highest and 1 being the lowest, the highest would probably be a 6.5 or a 7. Don't get me wrong, everyone was nice in a way, we helped each other out, give advice to those who need it, teach others on what they're confused about. I think its just me, but when I try to actually talk to them I feel like I'm the odd one out. Its like they're already a family and that I'm just a stranger among them.

Huh, maybe that's why I was never really comfortable with any of them anymore. I guess even before everyone met they were already close and tightly knit with each other that over time, they became a family. Or, they were already a family when they met on the first of class and I just never really noticed. Either way, the point is, they were a family already.

Sighing, I continued on my way. I didn't really want to go home since, well... I'm just invisible there. I don't think my family knows that I even exist anymore, but that's alright with me. I've always preferred to be alone. I kept on walking for a while, just looking at everything around, admiring and getting lost in thought until I reached the cliff.

Truth be told, no one is supposed to come here by the cliff side, its said to be a place of tragedy. Some even say that its cursed because of all the events that have happened here. That doesn't stop anyone though, if you believe the stories or not, no one will argue on how its one of the most beautiful places in the city.

Walking to edge, I continue to admire on how beautiful everything is from up here. You can see everything, from the city lights to the starry night skies. The view from the cliff side is breathtaking.

Maybe that's why I didn't hear their footsteps, I guess it was because that I was to busy being starstruck by the view that I never noticed that someone followed me. But that doesn't matter anyway, besides, if they did follow me because they were concerned then they would've shouted my name, done something or anything, before I jumped.

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dude, hows life?


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