what is love? I'm asking my self, cause I can't relate. I mean coming from a home where my parents separated when I was 4,had to live with my dad who was a badass smoker and never for once behaved like a father to me.The fact that I never had a long lasting relationship with my any of myex in the past due to my family history and the scars they have left on me.
It a bright morning and the only thing on my mind is just to stay home all day, and sleep my eyes out. BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! Who the hell is that knocking at my door, I shouldn't be surprised, who would it be if not my dad. I rushed to open the door ( I was right anyways, it was my dad.)
"Young Man it is 8 am In the morning and you are not ready for school, for Christ sake it's a Monday morning."
" Sorry dad I was about PREPARING FOR SCHOOL " like he knew my response we said it together.
" Sometimes I wonder how you manage to be a straight A student, well I pray you Continue like that academically till you finish from high school "with that being said he left my room and I hurriedly took my bath had lunch and left for school which was not far from my house.
I got to school few minutes late, standing at the entrance to my classroom I saw something, not something really but the new girl in class, damn she was so beautiful, I was so mesmerized by her beauty that I didn't realize Mr Aiden our math teacher was standing at my back waiting for me to enter the class so he could get inside too.
I came back to reality when the whole class burst into fits of laughter, I was embarrassed. I walked to my seat with Mr Aiden following me like a body guard. Surprisingly he didn't say anything about the whole drama, quite unusual of him.
After the maths class, our biology teacher came in and taught for hours. Finally few minutes after they had rang the bell for break