Phase Changes

Ch.2

This is not a love story. If you go into this thinking it is, you will be greatly disappointed. I know that as I tell the story of my first love it seems like there will be a happy ending. But there won't be. Happily ever after is for fairy tails not the chaos of adolescent love. 

                                                                                 The Beginning 

Avery. How do I even begin to describe Avery. She is magic. Plain and simple. Seeing her, smelling her, touching her...it's an out of body experience. The air she breathes in turns to magic as she exhales. It's as though her soul is made up of pastel colored flowers. I often found myself trying to break through her magic. Trying to see a crack in her effortless ora. A fault that was so microscopic that any normal person, who didn't  notice every single thing about her, would miss it. But every time I came up empty. There wasn't a single flaw in her. When I see her I want to hang her in a gallery so I can admire her for all of eternity. I want to connect her freckles as though they're constellations. I want to trap her in a bubble and never let her leave me. I want her to want me as I want her. 

Avery is,was everything. I used to hate her you know. I used to want to be like her too. God how I was so mistaken in all of my thought and actions. 

                                                                             3 Years Earlier

Freshman year, ew. I already know it's going to be boring and a waste of my time. I can actually tell that all of high school is going to be a waste of my time. A new school, new people, new everything. I hate it here already. It's not even 8:30 and people are already being too loud. Especially the group of girls at the front of the class trying to suck up to Mr.whatever his name is. This has been my 4th new school since the beginning of 7th grade, I had no time or interest of learning anyone's name. With my dad in the military there's no point we'll be leaving this god awful place in no time. All I'm focused on right now is why these girls are being so loud, I'm trying to sleep. 

"Can you shut up. Jeez it's too early for all of that."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

I don't know who this bitch thinks she is but I won't be spoken to like that. 

As I look up I notice her shoes. Rainbow sneakers. Who wears rainbow sneakers unless your JoJo Siwa. Fortunately it's not JoJo Siwa. It's a tall, dark brown haired girl who is wearing ripped jeans and a oversized pink floyd shirt. At this point I'm staring. Not only waiting for her to say something, but also because I'm shocked by what I'm seeing. Who is this girl.

"I said no, You didn't say please."

"Okay then, can you please shut up. You guys are too loud."

"See that wasn't so hard."

What the fuck. Who is this girl. Before she turns back around she winks at me. Who the fuck is this girl. I keep asking myself this question over and over again. I don't know who she is but I don't want to either. 

As my first day continues I don't see Ms.manners again, thankfully. But for whatever reason I can't stop thinking about her and her stupid rainbow sneakers. 

By the end of the day, I'm completely drained of life. School does that to me. As I turn a corner to leave the building I run into Ms.Manners. 

"Oh hey stranger"

"What's your name?"

"Avery"

"Ok Avery, don't talk to me again."