"I guess I'll see you then," she says with a wave and a small smile, heading back to the music room. When the door closes, the thick wooden door is blocking her off from him, perhaps forever. She turns on her heel and she swears the door she just let close opens again, but this doesn't make her stop. The girl opens the door to the music room and looks over her shoulder one last time before she lets it close. She would never see him again, he was graduating after all. But when she looks, there's bright orange reflecting off the classroom white walls. He's staring at her, waiting for something. The door closes, breaking their connection once again. She looks at him through the window of the door and he looks back at her. The two stay like that and their classmates are watching her as she looks at him. He puts up a hand and motions for her to come back. Her heart thumps and her stomach flips. No one else makes her feel like this... For a moment, it's just them two in the universe. A girly smile crawls onto her face. What did he want? She walks back into the hall where it was just the two of them again. "You're just gonna leave me with a wave?" he asks with a smile. She loves his smile, his eyes... The emotion he puts behind every one that comes her way - and she wishes she was the only person in the world who ever saw it. He holds our his arms and she complies, knowing this could be the last hug she would ever get from him. The contact was an amazing, wonderful, ten thousand kinds of awesome and she never wanted to let go of him, he was too amazing to let go off... But all good things come to an end and she had to catch the bus back to the main campus anyway. She leaves him in the music hall, chiding herself for being such a girl about him... But he was worth it. She had liked a lot of boys, she thought as she walked outside, but him... He was so much more different - sweet, funny, easy to talk to... Awesome to be around even when they weren't talking... As she sits down in the bus, she groans loudly. She was such a wimp! Why the hell didn't she say anything to him?! The girl had ended up going home during C lunch, feigning sick and watched some expo on the TV for all day, looking out for anything new that would catch her attention. It was a bit hard to focus when she caught herself thinking about him, and she would groan loudly, making her mom look at her, and this was on more than one occasion. Eventually, the girl relocated to her room, staying there all day and thinking about him on and off between all the excitement of the expo news. The next day came... Seniors, she had known, were exempt for the last two days of school, so she expected not to see him at all. First period and its exam had flown by and second came. She had come to find out seniors were supposed to show up anyway - something about schedule mess ups - maybe he would come too! But he never did, so the girl gave up. She would never tell him, she would never know. The girl walked outside with her friend, her iPod in her ears. About three-fourths of the way to the bus, another friend nearly bashes her on the head to catch her attention. She looks at her friend and the friend says the boy's name and motions behind her. The girl turns around and there the boy stands. She's just about to drop everything and run to give him a hug while he's talking to someone else. Right before the girl's about to move, someone appears from behind the boy. The girl freezes in her tracks and realizes it's the boy's previous girlfriend. It takes the girl a second to realize this as she continuously stares, and finds the other girl is possibly staring back at her. Even glaring maybe, but the girl can't be sure. The boy sees her and the girl waves unenthusiastically. It was moments like this where she wants to show him no emotion, where she wants the boy to see that she's upset, unhappy... He waves back, and she wonders if he expects more of a greeting, and even when that's not good enough for her, even when she wants to go and hug him despite the people around them, she spins on her hell and is the first person on the bus. She puts her stuff down and looks out the window to see the boy and the other girl holding hands. Or, at least that's what she thinks she sees. The two disappear into the school and the girl plops onto her seat. Anger and jealousy boil insider her and she lets out her frustrations verbally at her friends. She really wants to cry at this point. For the rest of the day, the boy is all she can think about. She's so miserable and fed up that she just wants to know how the boys feels. She can't help but think that the boy and his previous girlfriend are going out once again. Should she tell him she loves him? She's thought about this all day, has even asked a few people for advice... But she's afraid of rejection. If the boy cared back for her, wouldn't he have already said something? These questions haunt her. The girl picks up the phone and dials. ______________________________________________ This was written yesterday in real time. I figure you guys know what I wrote about. I really did phone someone yesterday as soon as I finished, but it wasn't him. There's a reason there're no names in the story.
This is beautiful. I can relate to about half of this, and I know just how "the girl" feels. I hope she can find the heart to tell him how she feels. I know I was never able to, but the rest of the school knew, including him, through his ex a-hole GF...
Wow..this is amazing..and I can actually relate. It's really up to her to decide what she wants to do, and whatever decision she makes is probably the best for her. I wish that girl the best of luck.
I can really relate to this :/ Its nicely written,and really gets the emotion the girls feeling across to the reader. And please,let the girl tell him how she feels? <3
