What It's Like To Be Me - Chapter 1

It was a hot day so I took Belle out to play. She looked so wonderful outside rolling in the grass. Her blonde curly hair bouncey at each step she took. She remeinded me of my carefree days when Elizbeth was still alive and I was still a girl growing up in a materialized world. But I had moved on from that sadness. I was mature for a 17 year old. Im sure no one could possibly live the kind of life I live.

`Hey, Belle how about we go to the park` I said with more ethashism than I was feeling. The five year old jumped at the sound of my offer and accepted. So we walked for about 5minutes than before us stood a fairly new juggle gym. She ran to the slide and soon was in her magical world. I was sitting at the bench when I saw these three boys walk up with two little girls that looked about 2-4 years older than Belle. They ran to the park had Belle had 2 minutes before. The guys came and sat on the bench and it didn't take long for them to start a convo.

'Hey im Greg and these are my buds ,Frankie, and Jesse.' The Greg one was the hottest but the others weren't to far off. We talked for a little bit and I learned alot about all three of the guys. I had never meant such real guys. Im use to the perves and immature ones. But I guess I found a few of the not-so-spoiled apples.

Greg knocked me out of my thoughts.

`So is she your little sister?’ Think fast I thought thinking fast.

`Yea, her name is Belle , it means beautiful…I picked it aspecailly…I mean my mom picked it cause of what it meant.’ The boys looked at me oddly. Dang, I thought I pulled my cover. But a minute later they let it go.

`So then what is your name’ This time Frankie asked

‘Kate..’ I answered I never thought I had a pretty name, it always seemed plain.

‘Bet, you don’t know that it means that ur pure, a pure heart’ Frankie added. He helped my in-secutiy about my name. Soon Greg’s sisters were wanting to go home but not before all three of them asked for my number. I was kinda like`Ohhh kkk’. Soon after they left Belle wanted to leave. She took my hand and we sang songs on the way home. I loved her to death…