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I liked him first. That doesn't matter. She likes him Now, and I'm not allowed to anymore.

That's how it works, I guess. Life isn't fair, they all say. Try to ask him out, they say. I did. He said No. End of Story.

I walked to school, the place I wanted to be the least. I kicked a rock down the sidewalk as I went, trying to forget the pain I might have to go through today. I guess you could say I didn't know what to expect, but that would be a lie. I do know what to expect, and I know it's going to happen.

I walked through the door of my school and I got a whiff of hormones and what smelled like weed. Ikept my head down as i walked to my locker, hoping nobody would notice me. They did. I could almost feel their eyes piercing into my soul. I put my stuff into my locker and walked to class.

I sat down in my seat, and the class filed in. He walked in. He as in my Crush. He sits down the whole way across the room from me. I sigh and get out my notebook. I draw comics to express myself in this dead world. I sit in the back, so I can get away with this. I look up and see my friend Maddie standing beside my desk. "Hello." I say. "Hey" she says. She looks like a typical tumblr girl, Long dark red and brown hair, tight jeans, a sweater, and converse high tops. "Soo.. Whatcha doin, Nadia?". "Comics." I say, still looking at my notebook as I start filling in the characters and words.

I glance up after Maddie walks away and notice my crush is staring at me. I stare back and we make full eye contact for at least 30 seconds before I look back down and continue what I was doing.

I could feel him still staring at me.

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