All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Two Girls
It was a beautiful morning. The sun was out, the birds were chirping, and the trees looked beautiful with early morning dew on their leaves.
Yeah, right.
If I ever heard a morning like that, it’d be from a book. My mornings where never like that. Ever.
Especially this morning. I had woken up an extra ten minutes later than usual, and my hair was frizzier than ever. I had to run out of the house in my worst pair of jeans and my dirty hoodie. So far, it wasn’t a good morning.
As I walked down my street to my bus stop, it annoyed me at how everything was so…chirpy. It was late in the fall and it was a pretty warm for a day in November. My birthday had been weeks ago, and yet I felt like nothing had changed. I was fifteen now. That had to mean something.
I stopped walking as I came to my neighbor’s house. He only lived two doors down from me, so the bus driver said we’d get picked up at his place. I didn’t mind. Usually I liked my morning walks down to his house.
I waited impatiently for the bus to come up the hill and looked behind me to see where my neighbor Kris was.
I heard the bus’s engine and looked behind me to see it going up the hill to pick up its first stop. I rolled my eyes and said, “You have got to be kidding me.”
I rubbed my forehead with my hand and knew that today wasn’t going to go well at all. I breathed in deeply and snapped my eyes open as I saw a white van come tearing down the street and headed straight for me. I jumped back and watched as the van drove half onto the driveway, half onto the grass. The van door slid open and I saw my best friends head pop out and look at me. When my eyes met hers, she smiled mischievously and said, “Get in.”
![](http://cdn.teenink.com/art/Oct01/LidofChest72Icon.jpeg)
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 14 comments.
I agree :)
please check out some of my work, guys!
:D
5 articles 0 photos 60 comments
Favorite Quote:
Most people want to be the sun that brightens your day. I'd rather be the moon that shines down on you in your darkest hour.