Chapter 1 : Why did I like her?
It was the last year of high school and I hadn't yet found my future aspiration, for all I knew, I hated school and anything educational. I sometimes asked myself , " Why do I even go to school when the person who made school didn't even have an education?". My dad was my only parent and he always dreamt if his two sons being educative handsome young men. But too bad for him, I never pictured myself as educative not to talk of handsome. I was teased of my birthmark that was at my arm, in my junior years, so I often took it as an insult when someone took me as handsome. To add to my hatred of education, the presence of the school jocks just made my blood boil over a hundred degrees. You know all those kids who seat at the back of the class, wearing the nerdiest glasses, who everyone would think is going to be the most intelligent? Well I am that person for you. People laughed at me for not being intelligent when I wore glasses. Like come on, who ever made that rule?