My name is Trina White. I am just an ordinary girl, well an ordinary dark skinned girl. I grew up in an orphanage in Oregon. The place is extremely beautiful, but gets uneventful the longer you stay here. The name of my orphanage is Hope Foundation for Child Rescue or HFFC for short. To be honest, the orphanage looks like a school rather than a place you would find abandoned children.
It has high raising walls and has a minimum of 7 floors pair tower. And yes, I mean tower. The place was built like a smaller version of a castle. Each tower had its own personalized kitchen, and the bedrooms were not as cramped as most places. They were spacious. The rooms are shared. Me and Kimberly, my best and only friend, share one of these rooms. WE stay in the first tower to close to the director to ensure that we do not get adopted. It's a long story.
The towers have their own kitchen staffs and are serviced regularly by volunteers. We were living the high life. Since we lived in a sort of posh area, the school had enough money from donations from wealthy residence to build this place I called home.
Today is the last day of my junior year. I normally skip this day since I already know my results and there is no need for me to go today, but there is something I need to do. I wear a plain white dress and black sandals. Not only that, but I plan to head over to the beach later today.
I head over to the mirror to inspect my outfit. What stares back at me are my normal features, brown braids, dark brown eyes, full lips, bronzed skin and a straight nosed. I did not look half bad, but I really did not like my appearance. I had a bit of acne left on my skin, puffy chicks and poor eyesight. Let's just say I did not have the highest self-esteem in the world.
I look at myself in the mirror, stare straight into my own eyes and say the words I have told myself as a child," You are beautiful and nothing is going to change that." I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and took my school bag and left.
I avoided everyone on my way out. I hate greeting people in the morning. The less they saw me, the better. Not that I am a bad person to hang out with, it's just that I hated the pity in their eyes. They always seem to say," Oh, the poor girl who is only adopted by abusers and always brought back.". I hated their pity and just wanted them to treat me like a normal person, not based on my past.
I almost made it out without anybody seeing me, but before I could reach the door, the director of the orphanage. She looked surprised as I did, normally she does not leave her office. She cleared her throat and said sarcastically," Normally you don't live for school on the last day, any plans?".
Somehow she found out I was dating the most popular guy in school and was not told that we broke up. I look down, the ground seemed so interesting now," I was planning to head over to the beach later. I won't be back late.", in added so that she would agree. And before she could say no, I ran outside, and I could hear her laughing behind me.
I made it to school 10 minutes before the bell rang. I headed straight for my locker, on the way there I saw Kimberly. She was hanging out with her best friends, to be honest I did not trust them. At this point, I did not trust anybody. After what Quinn Evans did to me, I had no need to trust anybody. Call me a pessimist, but the only thing human beings bring is disappointment. The school was that of rich kid, just imagine a rich kids school, and you would accurately describe this school.
I can't describe it without coping words from common descriptions of rich school. Calton High, even the name, described it.
The classes were huge and the teachers stiff. It was one of those schools where the teacher and student relationships were strictly professional. No favourites, just learning. I did not mind as much since I really did not like the teachers themselves. I really don't like anybody.
Kimberly surprisingly has the same features as I do. Call it a coincidence, but her face and body are similar to mine. The only differences are that she has fairer skin, hazel eyes and long blond hair. The rest are the same, circler oval face and a slender body.
She is closer to my locker too, I head over to greet her. She is the only person I trust and is like a sister to me, well twin sister, but we don't share the same blood. I open my arms, run towards and shout," Goldman". That is her surname, after all. She turns around in surprise and opens her arms to receive my hug. Well, today I have a neck for surprising people.
She looks around me and then asks," What are you doing here". She pulls me aside and says more quietly," Are you hoping that Quinn would beg for you back?". I appreciated the fact that she pulled me aside to ask me this question. I knew she trusted her friends, and that she knows I don't.
The truth of the matter is that Quinn cheated on me with the most popular girl in school, Chloe Bakstar. Not to mention that the person that told me this was the evil witch herself. She told me through an argument we were having about the way I was acting. She told me I was acting like the queen of the school since I was dating Quinn. I still remember her words," You think you are so great, huh? Well how about the fact that I slept with Quinn?"
At that point, I was heartbroken. Kimberly saw the pain in my eyes and dropped the topic. This was about 6 months ago, but it is still painful. She gave me another hug and a sympathetic smile. I flipped her off. She knew I hated pity, she just laughed and went back to her friends.
At this point, I got used to sharing her. I turned around to continue my journey to my locker and low and behold it was Quinn, and he looked terrible. He looked like he was in pain. I sighed and said," It's been 6 months, Quinn, I think we are both over this."
He looked as though I had slapped him. He took a deep breath and said," I made a mistake Trina, I know I did you wrong, but can you please forgive me? I am miserable without you.". I sighed, I so desperately wanted to say '' well you should have thought of that before entertaining the evil witch.". Unfortunately, I decided to be the bigger person and just walk away without saying anything.
Maybe this would teach him to value others. The thing about me is that I only give one chance. And he knows he wasted it. Perhaps he would have better luck in the next life. Trina White does not give second chances.