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It’s the beginning of the school year. She's going into high school but she's not worried because she knows these people. She knew them since first grade so it was nothing to be worried about. She was excited. She couldn't wait for the years to come and the relationships she’s gonna experience.
On the first day of school, she was happy that she could finally meet her friends and laugh a lot. Thats exactly how her day went. And the weeks after that became even more beautiful because she found her people and she finally felt at ease. She used to get that feeling when your stomach just suddenly cramps and you feel like throwing up from the sore thought of going to school but this was different, she only had this type of pain occasionally. She wasn’t perfect but she managed to I've even if it was only because of outside reasons... she tried her best to make new friends and to keep the old ones. She had a friend in particular whom she met on the beginning of the schoolyear and she was perfect. She would always tell her that she loved her and that she supported her and she believed her because she finally felt that she found someone who’s gonna give her the same amount of love that she wants to give to others.
Her love life wasn’t perfect at all. She only had a bad talking stage with a girl and they only went to one date where she didn’t even have the courage to kiss her. When she asked her if she can kiss her, she got really nervous and said no. It could have been her first kiss but fuck that cus she didn’t even know how to kiss (she dosen’t know till this day) she felt really bad and called her trusty friends to console her. They told her that it's okay and its nothing to be ashamed from.
Thankfully after the date she went to a party where she could be herself and be with her friends finally. She met a couple new people but not that new that she didn’t know their names. These parties were always just small ones and only with her close friends that’s the shit!
The night went great she talked to a lot of people and she even forgot about her bad date. It was perfect she felt happy and she talked to a boy in particular. Thay talked about everything and anything she felt that he gets him and even after weeks she couldn't stop thinking about him. She couldn't decide if she liked that boy or not but of course her talking stage still was there. The girl later had told her that she doesn't want to continue talking because she found another girl. She couldn't blame her she felt like that's her fault for not doing enough for not kissing and being so unmature. That is her first glance to real life “dating” she still doesn't know how to do these things but she thinks that she is the problem for not doing enough and for being so lazy and that fucking body of hers is really annoying her. She eats too much not a lot but she likes to eat or at least she likes to chew on something. She tried not eating but it wasn’t for her because she can’t take a lot of time without food or else she will go crazy and not the right kind of crazy. Instead, she tries to workout but she’s sometimes too lazy for that. So as i was saying she didn’t know what was wrong with her she only knew that everybody around her is starting to get a real dose of the romance of teenage years but she’s left behind on that fucking boat of loneliness.
On the first semester of high school, she loved her life and everything was perfect. She partied a lot and, in these parties, she danced till she couldn’t anymore. She also smoked on occasions sometimes even weed but not that much that it would be concerning. She loved the feeling when the nicotine from a cigarette just hits you at the right spot and you feel calm and a bit numb. And she also loved getting high, because the she feels so happy and so welcome in this big fucking world but her friends were exactly like this too so it was all god because they could enjoy these moments together and they could share this same amount of happiness. It was really fucking great.
In late October her mum came to his dad’s place which was unusual and she hated it. She hated it not because she didn’t like her mum or her dad but because when her parents found out about her scars, they all came to her dad’s place to yell and cry to her about it. She didn’t hurt herself since then but not because she didn’t want to but because she was afraid of the same shit happening, of everybody looking at her and the faces which said “you're doing it for attention what can be your problem?” the thing is that she didn’t really knew a problem or a cause that made her do this but she knew that she had peace and control doing so. She deserved it. Now back to where i started: so, her mum came to her dad1s place and she was lowkey scared because she knew that it only can be something important. Her mum came to her room with her big sister and sat down. “i got a new job” she said
-oh really? - she replied being thankful that this was all she wanted to say.
-yes, but it’s complicated. - she said.
-why? - she asked
- well, the parliament gave me this job and it requires me to go and live in another country. - she said.
As she heard this a bunch of questions piled up in her like: will they be visiting only on school holidays or will she make them live there? She explained that her job can offer schooling for them which would be better what they have now and that she’d like for them to live there. She didn’t want to go but after weeks of her dad and her mum saying that it’s a great fucking opportunity, she had no other choice since she didn’t want to disappoint them and also because deep down, she felt it that it’s for her own good.
So, she told her friends and she even cried a little while doing so. She was scared of a new school and a whole ass new country and she also didn’t like the thought of leaving everything behind that she knew: her dad, her friends, my school, her family, her room, her bed, her dog. She didn’t want to leave behind the things that were hers.
On new year's, she had her goodbye party and it was so fucking great. She tried to enjoy it while she could, because after that she had to leave home to start a new chapter.
New year was fucking amazing...well except the fact that her two friends wouldn’t let her sleep it was fucking amazing. The next day she had a lunch scheduled with one of her best friends of that time but she cancelled mostly because she was the one who wouldn’t let her sleep and also because she was really tired. So, she went home with her dad and had a good rest but also packed her suitcase, because she had to go the next day. She had a really hard time packing because it’s impossible to pack a whole life into a suitcase... when she was done, she just took a rest and enjoyed everything while it lasted.
On the next day she left home. It was a really long road trip and she was really tired from it but it was good to be with her dad and to listen to some music and just to enjoy life. When she arrived, everything was new she met up with her mum and her mum’s boyfriend and also her sister and her mother’s dog. Her dad left to go back home because he didn’t want to spend the night but he wanted to get home as soon as possible even if that meant that he would have to sleep in the car. When her dad said goodbye and stepped out of the door, she couldn’t hold back her crying, she ran to her room and sobbed.