In Her Eyes - Alice's perfect life

I ran into school. "Hey Carol!" I said, thumping her back. Carol laughed and I giggled. We laugh over tiny things. Today was no exception. Carol was my best friend. We always hung out and we were close enough to be sisters.

But I have three sisters. They are all pretty weird. Especially Allison. She walks around like the incredible Hulk except that Allison interacts with people.

Then Carol told me some good news. "The school is having a party for our school day." she said casually, knowing that I would scream excitedly. I did. "Your mum told you?" Carol nodded. Her mum was the principal's secretary.

"It isn't a date thing, but a lot of kids are already getting dates." I screamed again and we jumped up and down like maniacs. No one made fun of us. I was kind of popular. Carol was my best friend.

Carol and I ran through the hallways and unfortunately for us, we bumped into Allison. We looked up at her and smiled sheepishly. Then we ran away and ran around the school, spreading the word.

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I ran home and burst into the house. "Can I go shopping with Carol?" Mum looked at me and gave me a blank look. "The school is having a party--" Mum shook her head. "No, you are not buying new clothes. Wear something you already have. Why are you so extravagant?"

I made a face and ran to my room. "Come back here!" Mum shouted. I went back down, sulking. "You know if I buy new clothes for you, you're sisters would want some too. We don't have enough maney for that. Now don't make that face." I forced out a smile. Mum smiled at me.

I ran up the stairs to my room. Then I closed the door carefully and started to pick through my clothes. I ran to my sisters room and asked them for any of their old clothes. Allison had some nice skirts and tops. But they were all either black, dark brown, dark purple or dark blue.

I took some and said thank you. Then I went to Alisa's room and asked her for old clothes. She gave me some airy, light coloured dresses, blouses and skirts. I thanked Alisa and went to my room to fix my outfit.

I was also pretty good at sewing. Alicia had taught me how to hem, add buttons and beads and sew patterns. I customized some things and put together some other fabrics until, Voila! I had the perfect outfit.

It was a pink satin dress with beaded lace at the hem, a few beads at the collar and at the sleeves. The dress looked worth at least 3oo lysas. I smiled and hung the dress up carefully. Then I put the other articles of clothing in a bag for later. Then I tried on the dress and twirled in front of my mirror. It was perfect!

***

I sat in the school cafeteria and then I asked Carol whether anyone had asked her to the party. Carol nodded like a bobble head puppy and we both giggled. "Who?" I asked. Carol smiled like a bride and said, "Lionel Weston." We both screamed and ended up laughing.

My friend, Macey suddenly said, "Ooh. I heard that Tom Fellows, the guy who plays first chair flute wanted to ask you." I smiled. Sure enough, Tom Fellows came over.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked. "Sure." I said.

"I've been wanting to ask you. Um, will you go to the school party with me?" I smiled and stared into his lovely brown eyes. "Yes." He smiled at me and walked away.

I couldn't wait for the party!

In Her Eyes - Nobody

Allison scanned the hallways. It was jammed with students, shouting and exclaiming and giggling and falling. Allison walked through like a silent knife. No one took any notice of her. They all thought she was just some strange girl coming out from nowhere.

She took her books and headed home. She had no one to walk with. People were busy with their friends. Allison had no friends. She saw her sisters walking with their friends. Allison felt her eyes go blurry. She was crying. She wiped her eyes and ran.

When she got home she ran straight to her room. Mother didn't notice her. She was busy talking on the phone like always. Allison climbed onto her bed and went under the covers, sniffing miserably. Alisa came in, looking at her phone. She bumped her head on a a hanging picture of Allison's favourite band.

"Ooooch!" Alisa said, rubbing her head. "This is my room, you repugnant oaf." Allison said, her face full of contempt. "Sorry." Alisa said, and she went out. Allison scowled. Her sisters were a huge problem. Allison locked her door. Then she went on to her bed and cried.

Alice saw Allison close her door. She felt sorry for her hermit-like sister. She wanted to comfort her sister. But Allison was proud. She was proud and she didn't like people. Alice went to Alisa and knocked on her door. "Can you come to my room?" she asked sweetly. Alisa shrugged and walked there, thinking of the new boy in class who was very cute.

Alice knocked on Alicia's door and told her to go to Alice's room. Alicia hesitated and then walked there. Alice closed the door. "I need to talk to you gu--girls about Allison." Her sisters suddenly looked extremely bored. "She is so sad!" Alice said, not noticing her sisters lingering looks at the door.

"Yeah but she made herself that way." Alisa said, wondering whether she should run for the door. Alicia began to feel restless. "Yaaaggghhhh!!!" she screamed and ran out of the room. Alisa and Alice stared at the open door. Alisa took a deep breath. Then she ran out.

Alice flopped onto her bed and sighed loudly. Then she took up her violin and started to play.

***

Allison walked into school her eyes hurting. Crying always made them sore. That day was starting out normally when suddenly someone bumped into her. People never bumped into her. Usually they would run away from her. Allison looked at the person. It was a boy.

"S-sorry." the boy said, picking up Allison's books. "Its okay." she said. She noticed that the boy had blue eyes. "I'm Allison." she said awkwardly. The boy laughed. "I'm Foster." Allison blushed. She never blushed. "I'm so sorry for bumping into you." he said. Allison looked at her feet. "It was okay."

Foster smiled and started to walk away. "Bye." he said, waving. She waved back and he walked off. Allison's heart thudded. She had never felt this way before. She always ran away from people. She didn't know anybody well. Now she felt she didn't even know herself.

T.B.C....

I'm very sorry that I haven't been posting my stories. I have been very busy and I have been distracted by a lot of other things. Once again, I'm so sorry. I shall post up a story when I get some inspiration.


Thank You.

Alyssa Koh
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