Ace of my Heart
Chapter One: Sweet Destiny
It all happened within a few seconds that felt like minutes. As she stared at both of them, they moved closer, their arms slowly wrapping around each other in a loving embrace. The girl watching the pair growled nearly inaudibly, her right hand clutching the wall, her face just barely sticking out behind it. It was a school day, and the two people she was watching had snuck out of their class to be together; this girl, this very odd girl by the name of Joanna simply could not help but eavesdrop; she couldn't stand it and needed a reason to make the pain go away; she dared them to advance. The boy and girl she was watching hugged a bit more tightly as their hands moved down to each other's waists. The girl looked into the boy's eyes with savage lust, a sweet smile and a peachy blush covering up her desperation...Then it happened. The boy planted his lips on the girls', their lips finally touching. A sickening noise sounded from the duo's kissing as Joanna clenched her fists, her eyes squeezing in anger, a single tear falling from her face. Her mouth opened slightly, but she barely noticed until a soft crying moan issued from her mouth. Quickly quieting herself, she turned away, letting go of the edge of the wall and bringing her hands together on her chest, as if trying to halt her heart from beating, to stop the throbbing pain that teared her up from the inside, mentally breaking and crashing every one of her bones until she was left with nothing...Joanna could not stand the truth, the one, painful, terrible, undeniable truth that hurt more than any sort of physical despair. Thinking about them caused her hands to tighten, her eyes shutting; hot tears like boiling water spilled out of her eyes and poured down her face slowly. They tickled slightly as they fell, and she could just barely dull her soft moans by putting her hands over her face. One part of her wanted them to hear her, wanted them to know the pain she felt; but the other was gravely afraid of the consequences if they ever were to find out.
Joanna attempted to swallow the knot in her throat, looking around after a while. The kissing noises appeared to have stopped and she looked around, as if unsure of her surroundings. With a glance to both sides of the hallway, she rounded the corner and wiped the excess tears off her face with the back of her hand. Perhaps she should seek privacy in one of the school bathrooms and continue to release her emotions in the form of tears, but what if the teachers searched for her? She would definitely be in trouble, but that was the last thing on her mind at the moment. Detention meant nothing, absolutely nothing compared to the everlasting depression that would most likely follow. After a moment of hesitation, Joanna finally made her decision and turned to go back to class. Before entering the classroom, however, she took a drink at the water fountain, enjoying the cold liquid passing by her lips and into her mouth. Finding it hard to swallow, she coughed once, sighed, and opened the door to the class regretfully. Almost as soon as she walked in the door, the teacher turned around from the whiteboard and took a step forward, a questioning look on her face. "Um, where were you?" the teacher asked with an aura of covering up a stern inner attitude with a polite demeanor. Joanna shifted her feet nervously and said in a steady voice, "I was just getting a drink at the water fountain." The teacher looked at her with the same facial expression, nearly screaming to be distorted into a look of anger and impulsive teaching techniques. "You never asked me to go get water," She chirped in a sweet voice. "Go sit down at your desk." Joanna sighed in relief that she didn't get any sort of punishment and sat down, almost forgetting about the couple due to the tense nature of the close-call situation as she sat down on her chair. She felt as if she hadn't taken a breath in ages, like the air here was new and purified with no lingering of heartbreak.
Joanna was a fifteen year old girl with a sweet personality who enjoyed talking to her close circle of friends during her break periods or after school. Although she was anti-social to anyone else, she truly didn't mind others talking to her. In fact, she liked it when people did that, since her main social problems were centered around starting off a conversation. She rarely ever looked for friends, and yet she was a true friend herself. Others didn't know how nice of a person she was, and she wasn't about to wallow into unknown waters. She had short blonde hair that reached down to her ears and caused her to look like a tomboy. She enjoyed this look because it gave her a spike of individuality compared to everyone else. Joanna was in love with a boy named Ivan, who simply did not share her feelings and was taken anyway. She did not remember exactly when she met him, but she knew they saw each other occasionally in the hallways during middle school, and she didn't think much of him then. Something happened between then, sometime after ninth grade and before tenth grade, that made her fall in love with him. The severity of the situation had not yet been decided, and why should it seem negative? After all, it was the middle of July, and she found a guy she liked who was incredibly kind and shared the same interests. Joanna wanted to ask him out as soon as possible. She remembered it so clearly. They both sat down with their backs against a tree, Joanna reading a book and Ivan looking at the bypassers. She blushed lightly, wondering when to ask him, feeling that it wouldn't be appropriate to wait. After a while, when most of the people were leaving the park they were in, she asked the question that would decide the happiest moment of her life or the most dissappointing.
He was taken. At first, she didn't really mind and they became friends for the rest of the summer. In the afternoon they met up at each other's houses or went to public events together. Ivan had thought that he could make it up to her by treating her as if she were his little sister, but Joanna had her sights set on something much more than a simple friendship, even if she didn't show it in front of him. She really enjoyed these nice, heart-warming moments with him and didn't know well enough to treasure them, until one day she asked another question that had a answer she didn't know would upset her; "Who is your girlfriend, exactly?". Ivan hesitated, staring into her eyes for a moment before bowing his head and smiling lightly. "Her name is Destiny, and she goes to our school. She can be really feisty when she wants to be, but I suppose she's nice overall. I'll introduce you when the summer ends." Agreeing to this was one of Joanna's terrible mistakes, and she even knew it then and there. Not to be rude, she conceded to his desires, thinking that one day he would change his mind and love her instead.
The summer ended and school started. Joanna was ecstatic that she had all of the same classes as Ivan except History, and they both started off the tenth grade by walking down to the cafeteria and treating themselves to some milk and a biscuit. This was endless bliss, sitting down with him, talking about how excited they both were for the new school year and wondering what the new teachers were like; until she came. That one girl, that terrible girl who walked into the cafeteria that day and sat down at that table, it had to be that table of all of them, and it had to be that seat...the one right next to Ivan. Joanna smiled at her and said hello, but the girl glared at her inbetween a hug from her sweetheart. "So, you're Destiny?" Joanna retained her grin, holding out her hand to shake. Destiny simply ignored this. She was the kind of girl you could only describe as beautiful. Long, swirly light blonde hair with blue eyes and bright clothing, an artificial flower in her hair and a cute blush on her face; the first impression made Joanna depressed and sulky. Surely she could not compete with such beauty, when she preferred not to look beautiful, but different. Destiny wore a lot of makeup, and her clothes made it look as if her parents were extremely wealthy; a white sweatshirt and a cobalt blue skirt, both with gold lining that almost radiated wealth, it seemed. At that moment in time, Joanna knew that she and Destiny would share a strong and yet silent mutual dislike of each other, and at the same time knew that if she said just one wrong thing to that girl, Ivan would not be her friend any longer. She proposed not to mess with her to gain his love and started off the year like every other, except this time with a hint of poison towards Destiny and a weak depression.
This depression is not weak anymore. Joanna gained four friends that she liked very much, but even they were not enough to make her fully happy. Yes, they did help her and she did forget about Ivan and Destiny while talking to them, but it was getting harder and harder every time to continue a conversation with them once it had started. She was happy this went unnoticed, but she would have to tell them about her depression eventually. She found new, positive things that happened in her daily life to talk about each time they met up so as not to make them any more suspicious than they already were. Out of all of these girls, there was one that Joanna talked to the most. They went to each other's houses and did their homework together, talked, and went places; they were truly the best of friends, and although this reminded Joanna painfully of the friendship she and Ivan once had, her friend's joyful nature was enough to overwhelm that. Her name was Lilian, and the other three friends were named Ruth, Natalie and Kayla. Lilian wore glasses and liked to play tennis as well as cook, Ruth enjoyed to read a lot more than Lilian, but wasn't as athletic as her, Natalie had many pets and enjoyed being near animals, and Kayla was more of a loner who didn't spend so much time with the group as she was too busy with her schoolwork and much less social than Joanna. If not for these girls, Joanna would have fallen even deeper under her depression and possibly gotten lower grades. She was extremely grateful for their company and friendship and spent a lot of time with them. Yes, a lot of things in her life were all right, she got good grades and she liked school in general; everything would have been perfect if it weren't for that nice, likeable, adorable, sexy sweet Destiny.
Chapter One: Sweet Destiny
It all happened within a few seconds that felt like minutes. As she stared at both of them, they moved closer, their arms slowly wrapping around each other in a loving embrace. The girl watching the pair growled nearly inaudibly, her right hand clutching the wall, her face just barely sticking out behind it. It was a school day, and the two people she was watching had snuck out of their class to be together; this girl, this very odd girl by the name of Joanna simply could not help but eavesdrop; she couldn't stand it and needed a reason to make the pain go away; she dared them to advance. The boy and girl she was watching hugged a bit more tightly as their hands moved down to each other's waists. The girl looked into the boy's eyes with savage lust, a sweet smile and a peachy blush covering up her desperation...Then it happened. The boy planted his lips on the girls', their lips finally touching. A sickening noise sounded from the duo's kissing as Joanna clenched her fists, her eyes squeezing in anger, a single tear falling from her face. Her mouth opened slightly, but she barely noticed until a soft crying moan issued from her mouth. Quickly quieting herself, she turned away, letting go of the edge of the wall and bringing her hands together on her chest, as if trying to halt her heart from beating, to stop the throbbing pain that teared her up from the inside, mentally breaking and crashing every one of her bones until she was left with nothing...Joanna could not stand the truth, the one, painful, terrible, undeniable truth that hurt more than any sort of physical despair. Thinking about them caused her hands to tighten, her eyes shutting; hot tears like boiling water spilled out of her eyes and poured down her face slowly. They tickled slightly as they fell, and she could just barely dull her soft moans by putting her hands over her face. One part of her wanted them to hear her, wanted them to know the pain she felt; but the other was gravely afraid of the consequences if they ever were to find out.
Joanna attempted to swallow the knot in her throat, looking around after a while. The kissing noises appeared to have stopped and she looked around, as if unsure of her surroundings. With a glance to both sides of the hallway, she rounded the corner and wiped the excess tears off her face with the back of her hand. Perhaps she should seek privacy in one of the school bathrooms and continue to release her emotions in the form of tears, but what if the teachers searched for her? She would definitely be in trouble, but that was the last thing on her mind at the moment. Detention meant nothing, absolutely nothing compared to the everlasting depression that would most likely follow. After a moment of hesitation, Joanna finally made her decision and turned to go back to class. Before entering the classroom, however, she took a drink at the water fountain, enjoying the cold liquid passing by her lips and into her mouth. Finding it hard to swallow, she coughed once, sighed, and opened the door to the class regretfully. Almost as soon as she walked in the door, the teacher turned around from the whiteboard and took a step forward, a questioning look on her face. "Um, where were you?" the teacher asked with an aura of covering up a stern inner attitude with a polite demeanor. Joanna shifted her feet nervously and said in a steady voice, "I was just getting a drink at the water fountain." The teacher looked at her with the same facial expression, nearly screaming to be distorted into a look of anger and impulsive teaching techniques. "You never asked me to go get water," She chirped in a sweet voice. "Go sit down at your desk." Joanna sighed in relief that she didn't get any sort of punishment and sat down, almost forgetting about the couple due to the tense nature of the close-call situation as she sat down on her chair. She felt as if she hadn't taken a breath in ages, like the air here was new and purified with no lingering of heartbreak.
Joanna was a fifteen year old girl with a sweet personality who enjoyed talking to her close circle of friends during her break periods or after school. Although she was anti-social to anyone else, she truly didn't mind others talking to her. In fact, she liked it when people did that, since her main social problems were centered around starting off a conversation. She rarely ever looked for friends, and yet she was a true friend herself. Others didn't know how nice of a person she was, and she wasn't about to wallow into unknown waters. She had short blonde hair that reached down to her ears and caused her to look like a tomboy. She enjoyed this look because it gave her a spike of individuality compared to everyone else. Joanna was in love with a boy named Ivan, who simply did not share her feelings and was taken anyway. She did not remember exactly when she met him, but she knew they saw each other occasionally in the hallways during middle school, and she didn't think much of him then. Something happened between then, sometime after ninth grade and before tenth grade, that made her fall in love with him. The severity of the situation had not yet been decided, and why should it seem negative? After all, it was the middle of July, and she found a guy she liked who was incredibly kind and shared the same interests. Joanna wanted to ask him out as soon as possible. She remembered it so clearly. They both sat down with their backs against a tree, Joanna reading a book and Ivan looking at the bypassers. She blushed lightly, wondering when to ask him, feeling that it wouldn't be appropriate to wait. After a while, when most of the people were leaving the park they were in, she asked the question that would decide the happiest moment of her life or the most dissappointing.
He was taken. At first, she didn't really mind and they became friends for the rest of the summer. In the afternoon they met up at each other's houses or went to public events together. Ivan had thought that he could make it up to her by treating her as if she were his little sister, but Joanna had her sights set on something much more than a simple friendship, even if she didn't show it in front of him. She really enjoyed these nice, heart-warming moments with him and didn't know well enough to treasure them, until one day she asked another question that had a answer she didn't know would upset her; "Who is your girlfriend, exactly?". Ivan hesitated, staring into her eyes for a moment before bowing his head and smiling lightly. "Her name is Destiny, and she goes to our school. She can be really feisty when she wants to be, but I suppose she's nice overall. I'll introduce you when the summer ends." Agreeing to this was one of Joanna's terrible mistakes, and she even knew it then and there. Not to be rude, she conceded to his desires, thinking that one day he would change his mind and love her instead.
The summer ended and school started. Joanna was ecstatic that she had all of the same classes as Ivan except History, and they both started off the tenth grade by walking down to the cafeteria and treating themselves to some milk and a biscuit. This was endless bliss, sitting down with him, talking about how excited they both were for the new school year and wondering what the new teachers were like; until she came. That one girl, that terrible girl who walked into the cafeteria that day and sat down at that table, it had to be that table of all of them, and it had to be that seat...the one right next to Ivan. Joanna smiled at her and said hello, but the girl glared at her inbetween a hug from her sweetheart. "So, you're Destiny?" Joanna retained her grin, holding out her hand to shake. Destiny simply ignored this. She was the kind of girl you could only describe as beautiful. Long, swirly light blonde hair with blue eyes and bright clothing, an artificial flower in her hair and a cute blush on her face; the first impression made Joanna depressed and sulky. Surely she could not compete with such beauty, when she preferred not to look beautiful, but different. Destiny wore a lot of makeup, and her clothes made it look as if her parents were extremely wealthy; a white sweatshirt and a cobalt blue skirt, both with gold lining that almost radiated wealth, it seemed. At that moment in time, Joanna knew that she and Destiny would share a strong and yet silent mutual dislike of each other, and at the same time knew that if she said just one wrong thing to that girl, Ivan would not be her friend any longer. She proposed not to mess with her to gain his love and started off the year like every other, except this time with a hint of poison towards Destiny and a weak depression.
This depression is not weak anymore. Joanna gained four friends that she liked very much, but even they were not enough to make her fully happy. Yes, they did help her and she did forget about Ivan and Destiny while talking to them, but it was getting harder and harder every time to continue a conversation with them once it had started. She was happy this went unnoticed, but she would have to tell them about her depression eventually. She found new, positive things that happened in her daily life to talk about each time they met up so as not to make them any more suspicious than they already were. Out of all of these girls, there was one that Joanna talked to the most. They went to each other's houses and did their homework together, talked, and went places; they were truly the best of friends, and although this reminded Joanna painfully of the friendship she and Ivan once had, her friend's joyful nature was enough to overwhelm that. Her name was Lilian, and the other three friends were named Ruth, Natalie and Kayla. Lilian wore glasses and liked to play tennis as well as cook, Ruth enjoyed to read a lot more than Lilian, but wasn't as athletic as her, Natalie had many pets and enjoyed being near animals, and Kayla was more of a loner who didn't spend so much time with the group as she was too busy with her schoolwork and much less social than Joanna. If not for these girls, Joanna would have fallen even deeper under her depression and possibly gotten lower grades. She was extremely grateful for their company and friendship and spent a lot of time with them. Yes, a lot of things in her life were all right, she got good grades and she liked school in general; everything would have been perfect if it weren't for that nice, likeable, adorable, sexy sweet Destiny.
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