All Chapters of Can it be us: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Nerd life is so much better than regular life ~John GreenThe next morning I woke up and followed my usual routine."Lyra." The AP biology teacher called as I we were finishing up with the quiz he had brought."Sir." I looked up only to see the school secretary standing beside him."The principal wants to see you." He told me."Oooh." The class gasped "Hush." The teacher hushed them. "Did I do something wrong?" I frowned. "That's for you to go and find out." She shrigged. Trying to hide my panic, I got up and followed the secretary to the principals office where I found my mother was already seated facing him and Mr Robertson."Take a seat Ms Colburn." The principal motioned me to the seat beside my mums. Cautiously, I took a seat. "I suppose you know as to why you are here right Ms Colburn." he started"Not quite" I shook my head earning a glare from my mum."Well you are here concerning the pending issue of your extracurricular activity." he stated "I'm sure Mr R

The only rule is don't be boring and dress cute wherever you go. Life is too short to blend in. ~Paris Hilton "Mr Robertson please." I pleaded with my calculus teacher. "It was your choice Lyra not mine, you'll have to handle her." He responded. "I can't, you need to hear me out, Janet Yuki is the worst, I need someone else to tutor." "No, how many students will you change all because you can't stand their behavior, it's not a valid reason." "Easy for you to say." I scoffed. "Really, I teach all those 'dull self absorbed' human beings and I don't have a choice, yeah, I've got it easy." He responded sarcastically. "Well I'd rather transfer schools than deal with that dumb, self centered bully." I stated picking up my backpack off the ground. "Fine, I'll give you an 'easier student'." Mr Robertson sighed giving in to my demand. "Really, thank you" I smiled. "You are so lucky you are my star student." He rolled his eyes "You'll meet him in the gym after school." "OK, thank you

Its not selfish to put yourself first when you create your life. When you take time for yourself you make everything better. ~Tom AndersonMy eyes flattered open at the sound of my alarm clock ringing and with a groan I shut it off and forced myself out of bed into the bathroom. With a sigh I grabbed a scrunchie and tied my hair into a bun so it wouldn't get soaked while I took a shower. Stripping out of my pyjamas I got into the shower cubicle and twisted the tap letting the warm water fall on my body. After the shower I got out, wrapped my body in a towel and dried myself before I went to the sink and brushed my teeth. "Good morning sunshine." I greeted myself as I stated at my reflection in the mirror above the sink. Going back into my room I went to the closet and started looking for what to wear. Yes I had outfits picked out for a whole month but today was different, it was a weekend but not just any normal weekend, my grandparents were having the family get together they h

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. ~Steve Jobs It was Monday and just as I had hoped the rush had cleared on most parts of my body except for my face but it was not as bad as before, I could hide my face with a mask. My mother an Arnold dropped me off at school and I walked into the premises going straight to my locker so I could get the books I needed for the first 3 periods. “Hey hot stuff.” Marcus grinned slamming my locker shut. If I hadn’t moved away quickly he would have hurt my hand. “Ooh she’s quick.” One of the guys he was with teased. “Leave me alone.” I told them. “What will you do if we don’t?” He taunted pushing me against the metal locker. My back hit the locker with a lot of impact and I knew it was going to leave a mark. “What, can’t speak anymore.” He taunted coming closer. “Leave her alone you jerks!” A feminine voice growled from behind

You become what you think.~Earl Nightingale As always, the weekend had gone by very slowly, but on the bright side I didn’t have to go to the hospital and get needles poked in my skin or have any intense flare-ups, the worst I had to encounter was the rush on my face which I had worked so hard to have cleared and well as the aching in my joints, overall, I had quite a good weekend.It was Monday and I was so excited to get out of the house, getting up at the sound of my alarm, I got out of bed. I didn’t know why I kept my alarm because having had the same routine for years, my mind was accustom to doing everything I was supposed to at the set time without having to check the clock, I just knew what and when I had to do things, it had become a norm.Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection in the mirror set above the sink on the door of the vanity cabinet and relief filled my lungs, the red spots on my face had cleared out and it looked normal, pale but normal.With a smile o