This is something I just wrote like ten mintues ago, and I didn't hariri it very much, so sorry about that. I'm debating whether to go further with this au not, so opinions are great. Anything wewe have to say is welcome(: Also, if I made any mistakes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation) please tell me so I can correct them, thanks:D
“Finally, Friday.” I thought as my alarm clock woke me up. This week’s almost over, just one zaidi day. I dragged myself out of my warm kitanda to turn off the loud buzzing noise generated from my alarm and got ready for the siku like I always did. I dreaded the coming hours of pain, I hated leaving the house, I hated going to school.
I parked my car, turned off the ignition, and sat there, staring at the dashboard. School was just about the single most painful thing for me, but I had to go in, I had to be brave. I opened the door, stepped out of the car into the icy air, took one step and fell. Great. Ice. I picked myself up and cautiously walked the rest of the way to the building.
I had spent so much time staring at nothing that I only had about two dakika to get my vitabu and hull it over to nyumbani room. But I was okay with being rushed these days, free time was the enemy. I made it on time and took my kiti, kiti cha kwa the door. I listened to the principal’s announcements, not really needing to and then the kengele rang for first period. I got up quickly before I could overhear anything Taelor and her Marafiki had to say about me.
They were the reason I couldn’t bare to be at school. A few years ago, sometime during freshman year, I used to be best Marafiki with Taelor, Alexa, and Hanna. But then someone spread a rumor saying I had called Taelor a bitch. I didn’t though, she was my best friend. At first, it was only Taelor who hated me, so I would still sit with our group at lunch. But then, Alexa and Hanna turned on me too, so I scooted down a couple of seats during lunch. I remember redoing math homework just to look like I was busy, like I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“What an asshole!” One of them would say, then everyone else would jiunge in laughing. They would throw their empty pop bottles at me. It was extremely immature, but they thought it was I fitting punishment I guess. Then one siku I couldn’t take it anymore, and to this siku I eat lunch in the school’s media center.
The morning went kwa quickly, as it always did. And before I knew it, it was sixth period. Lunch.
Thanks for reading(:
“Finally, Friday.” I thought as my alarm clock woke me up. This week’s almost over, just one zaidi day. I dragged myself out of my warm kitanda to turn off the loud buzzing noise generated from my alarm and got ready for the siku like I always did. I dreaded the coming hours of pain, I hated leaving the house, I hated going to school.
I parked my car, turned off the ignition, and sat there, staring at the dashboard. School was just about the single most painful thing for me, but I had to go in, I had to be brave. I opened the door, stepped out of the car into the icy air, took one step and fell. Great. Ice. I picked myself up and cautiously walked the rest of the way to the building.
I had spent so much time staring at nothing that I only had about two dakika to get my vitabu and hull it over to nyumbani room. But I was okay with being rushed these days, free time was the enemy. I made it on time and took my kiti, kiti cha kwa the door. I listened to the principal’s announcements, not really needing to and then the kengele rang for first period. I got up quickly before I could overhear anything Taelor and her Marafiki had to say about me.
They were the reason I couldn’t bare to be at school. A few years ago, sometime during freshman year, I used to be best Marafiki with Taelor, Alexa, and Hanna. But then someone spread a rumor saying I had called Taelor a bitch. I didn’t though, she was my best friend. At first, it was only Taelor who hated me, so I would still sit with our group at lunch. But then, Alexa and Hanna turned on me too, so I scooted down a couple of seats during lunch. I remember redoing math homework just to look like I was busy, like I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“What an asshole!” One of them would say, then everyone else would jiunge in laughing. They would throw their empty pop bottles at me. It was extremely immature, but they thought it was I fitting punishment I guess. Then one siku I couldn’t take it anymore, and to this siku I eat lunch in the school’s media center.
The morning went kwa quickly, as it always did. And before I knew it, it was sixth period. Lunch.
Thanks for reading(:
Serena
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the ukuta and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
wewe were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house au fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
wewe did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
wewe alisema your chance at upendo had past wewe kwa
i told i'm here so dont wewe cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
wewe were like my juliet and i your romeo
wewe upendo me i upendo wewe thats all i need to know
no longer will wewe dream of upendo thats true
no longer will i wander my tafuta has led to you
