Ever heard of a little thing called love? It’s actually not very little. It’s a huge thing in our society. It’s overused, abused, under defined, unappreciated, provided and hated. I have no opinion on it, except that it is useless and doesn’t exist. I am here to officially declare it nonexistent.
Berkley smiled as she walked down the hallway of West Amsterdam High School. It was about two o’clock and she was headed to history class. She turned her head slightly and she saw two freshmen hugging. One was a boy, blonde hair, athletic build, khaki shorts and red t-shirt. The girl was short, brown hair, blue fitted t-shirt and dark jeans on. She was pressed against the wall and his hands were placed delicately on the small of her back. They seemed so happy. Berkley’s smile turned to a frown and she just shook her head and rolled her eyes. Poor naïve freshmen. Berkley’s thoughts described it all. She remembered those days, of being totally mesmerized by a guy. His touch would leave one speechless and then they’d both utter the most overused three words, I love you. A smile would escape and then their lips would meet with such tenderness. A bell interrupted her little daydream of the past. Oh no. I can’t be late to class. She walked briskly, thinking along the way what the freshmen had thought when they’d looked to see a girl staring off into space at their direction. They’d probably laughed it off. Why wouldn’t they? They were young, naïve and had experienced no pain to take away their laughter.
Berkley walked through the doorway of history right before the tardy bell. Safe. She slipped into her seat right as her teacher began speaking. “Take out your homework and pass it to Berkley.” Mrs. Amerson stated.
Berkley jumped at the sound of her name, unsure of what was going on. She glanced over at her friend, Courtney, looking for an explanation. She mouthed the word, ‘homework’ then looked away. Berkley nodded her head in understanding and grabbed the papers that were being shoved at her. She sighed and handed them over to Mrs. Amerson. She accepted them and flipped through, looked up and took the expo marker and wrote on the dry erase board.
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“Class, here’s your assignment for the class period. It’s an individual assignment so no talking, please. You can put your ear buds in. It must be turned in by the time the bell rings for dismissal or it’ll be recorded as a zero.” Berkley rolled her eyes and pulled her ipod out of her purse. She placed the ear buds in and chose ‘Speak Now’ by Taylor Swift. It was one of her favorite songs; despite the love aspect of it. Even though it was a love song, she didn’t mind. Fairytales were good, just not realistic. The lyrics made her smile. She loved how easily people believed in love; even though all the pain it caused. She jerked herself out of thoughts and began the work, the words made her yawn, yet she didn’t really desire to get a zero. She only had forty-five minutes left to complete it and it seemed like it was going to be a lot of work. She turned her iPod up and placed her focus on the book, setting aside her thoughts for later.