Hated by the Alpha
Chapter 4
I was so sad to depart from my best friend. She was my bestie since I was a little girl. I still remember that day when I took admission to my school. I was scared and confused about the new surroundings and people.
I was 6 years old. My family was in stable condition. We were a typical happy middle-class family full of hope and happiness. My father and mother were my worlds. We always found happiness in little things. My dad worked as a salesperson in a small shoe store. We were not that poor. I got admission to the new school and was very excited about it. I heard they taught students how to make crafts. I was soo into the arts.
My mother woke me up every day. I was a little girl who was very lazy to wake up early in the morning. It was my first day at school. My mother dressed me up and packed my lunch box. She put my books in the pink Cinderella bag according to the timetable. I said goodbye to her and accompanied my dad to the school.
My blue color painted class was so pretty. I saw tiny little kids scattered here and there in my class. Some of them were running and having fun while some were crying and not letting go of their parents. Then it hit me I wasn't willing to let him leave, so I hugged him tightly without letting him go.
He tried to make me get into the classroom, but my tiny eyes were already full of tears. I sobbed and screamed until a little girl came running to me and hugged me. She told me it will be alright and I could be her best friend. That little girl was Nancy. I was so lucky to have met her. She was always a sister to me since I had no siblings.
settled. Her father owned a supermarket, and her mother was the teacher in the same school.
beautiful tree house where we spent most of our time together making flowers from origami. Her mother was so supportive of us
used a corner chair and minds his own business. He
was always curious about him. She was keenly interested in him. So during our 7 grade, she mastered courage and talked to him. He was surprised and tensed at first but Nancy was
was a pilot who died in a plane crash. He had a mother and a little sister at home. His mother sent him to our school so that he can
be the most talkative extrovert. He was so fun to hang out with. He was very good at sports and athletics and was a very energetic person who was the crush of most of the girls in our school. His black eyes were the most attractive feature on him. His wavy brown hair was always on his forehead and sometimes they poked his eyes. He always
about it. She hadn't had his contact details with her. He lived in a different city. She was not sure of the exact details of where he lived. She was in grief and cursed herself for not opening her heart to him. Till today she never felt
to the alarm sound from my clock. It was almost 5:30 am. I