A book about a girl who is crazily in love, and a boy who is crazily aloof.
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Saira's mind always travelled between realms of her own world. Sometimes it's about the existence of a parallel universe where she imagined trees to be purple, sometimes...
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It's almost fascinating how a person's mood can change. Because of the same person who made them smile. It's a little disturbing that our mood depends on other people.
That's what I hate about myself. I react. Even though I come across as nonchalant, I know how deeply things affect me.
Bottom line is, I'm not in a good mood.
I'm in a shitty mood.
I'm not sure if my own stupidity triggered it, but I can't stop replaying yesterday's night in my head. I feel so stupid.
For crying in front of my brother. (I'm not embarrassed about it, it's happened too many times for me to even be embarrassed in the first place). I just think I could have reacted better, prevented myself from acting like a complete fool in front of Zeke.
I groaned and looked at the time.
6:30 A.M.
I should be in school in about two hours.
Maybe I can get some sleep. Like an hour of sleep.
I'm never late to school, Aryan makes sure of that, by driving recklessly. He crashed his car for the second time this month, driving right over our neighbor's dog's cage built outside, breaking their fence in the process. She's a terrific-looking Rottweiler, but she only looks terrific, she's a total sweetheart.
Aryan holds some kind of grudge over her since she keeps peeing on the tyres of his car.
I sighed.
I wish I could have Aryan's life.
His college is nearby, he stays at home most of the time, bunking classes but manages to get good grades. (I'm pretty sure he pays someone to write his exams). Plus he has great friends, they hang around the house most of the time.
And me?
People don't even like me at first sight. Sierra Stevens confirmed it yesterday.
I have no life.
Baking has become my life ever since I found out about my love for donuts and figured that I can make my own savories.
Maybe I can make a business out of it.
My friends are total dorks, just like me, but better. But I am grateful, to have friends and other things that many people don't have.
Maybe my new year's resolution can be to complain less.
I heard a huge bang on my door.
I yelped loudly.
"Sai wake up!"
It was my brother.
"I'm already up!" I yelled.
I placed a hand over my pounding heart. Well, not like a bang on the door can make my heart pound as crazy as Zeke does.
