The Girl with a Teacher's Heart

Chapter 15: Looks Can Be Deceiving

 January, 2020

Following the rejection of Hudson Gray, I decided to solely focus on academics rather than relationships. Hudson and I did still talk occasionally, but it wasn't the same as before. In fact, I sat across from him twice this past week without saying much to him. Where did time go? I missed his hugs and his stories. Truth is, I was quite naïve to say the least. Unfortunately, things did not go better for me during the second to last week of January. 

"Will it just be me and you today?" I asked Hudson as I was putting my bag down beside me. 

"I hope so." Hudson replied back.

Suddenly, a bunch of people who looked unfamiliar to me decided to come over and sit with us. I thought maybe they would introduce themselves, but I guess not. So much for respect and courtesy.  Knowing Hudson, he was quite popular. At least, in the musical sense. Christ, he was the CONDUCTOR of the entire marching band. Think of it like a small town. Smaller towns will usually mean that you know everyone or at least, the majority of your neighbors. In this case, the high school he graduated was that small town. Meanwhile, Patrick came over and sat next me on my left side. I am glad he was there so I could have someone to talk to. But things only got worse from there...

Hudson had mentioned that I did not have a license in front of this group of people I hardly knew. Like I said, I wish they had introduced themselves to me. I would've explained why I didn't have one like the rest of the other college students on campus. If you know me, you know that I am a huge extrovert. I love talking to new people and I love becoming friends with anyone. But this...this was not what I had expected nor wanted. These guys were staring at me probably thinking, why doesn't she have a license when she is in college? Needless to say, I was embarrassed to the core. 

"Wait, you don't have your license?" Patrick asked me as he noticed I was staring at Hudson with a look of despise. 

I buried my hands into my face and just looked at my phone for the remainder of the time before I left for class. I could have said something, but I didn't want to make a fool out of myself so I sucked it up because I didn't want to cause a scene. Then again, who would care if I left? 

That following Thursday, I could not handle being in a group of people I was unfamiliar with. In fact, it was the SAME group that came over on Tuesday with an addition: a girl. At the time, my jealousy was out of control. Sure, I only knew Hudson for a few months, but I had my eye on him first. This time, it was one of the worst experiences in my life. Hudson knew that I wanted just the two of us to be sitting in the booth twice this week, however, he never said anything until months later. I was scared. I was lost and I didn't know who to turn to. My love life was crumbling and I started to become desperate. Desperate for someone to hold me and tell me that I am okay or that I will eventually move on from the pain I am dealing with. If that wasn't enough, my next encounter would be with someone I knew that would bring me to my breaking point.