Modern Day Narrative

The leaves on the trees are transitioning from green to orange, red, yellow, and slowly falling to the ground. It’s that time again for football games, and homecoming, but this time instead of being stuck in all the chaos I’m in college. As I sit down and think about all this excitement it takes me back to my freshman year of high school. I remember waking up with a vicious headache that felt like a bull had kicked me in the head. That day I did not attend school, instead I just went back to sleep. By the next day I had felt rejuvenated but still like any other kid I dreaded the idea of sitting on my ass for hours.

As I was walking to school feeling the warm spring breeze on my face, I listened to Fun, We Are Young. Singing the words as loud as if I was in my shower at home “tonight we are young, so let's set the world on fire we can

Boy was I wrong! I jumped up and ran behind a large book shelf hoping that my small frame would be hidden. I had quickly gone from 007 all day to being trapped, because all you could hear was Kefa yelling ROY, ISATU IS IN HERE COME QUICK SHES IN HERE! Roy along with spectators come in my French class waiting to hear if I’m going to say yes or no. Slowly walking up to me wearing a gray sweater and black dress pants with black Oxfords, looking at me straight in the eye with a big smile on his face, I didn't know how I was going to tell him no. Roy said “Isatu you are the prettiest girl I know and I was just wondering if you would go to formal with me”? With flowers in hand I just looked at Roy, he was short and chubby dark brown in complication, fat chicks with a button nose and oval-shaped eyes. I just smiled back nervously even chuckling which made saying no even worse. Finally, I answered No, it slipped out of my mouth like rotten eggs. By this point his demeanor had changed and the only thing he said to me was you can keep the flowers and