Split

2

                I went home, eventually. When I got there, I just sat. “She’s gone…. She’s really gone. And she’s not coming back this time, is she?” I asked the question as if I was going to get an answer.

                K’Nyla was gone, and there was no changing that. She was buried in the dark, my heart along with her. So, the next day, I returned to school. I could tell people were looking at me as I walked the hallways alone. Almost like I could feel her walking along with me, I wanted to cry but I couldn’t. My pride wasn’t on the line, but the pain was just overwhelming.

 I walked to her locker, and smelt it. It seemed weird, but I could still smell her, and her sweet perfume. Or, maybe it was her gym clothes, still wanting to be worn. The days we had gym together, we would sit together. Just on the bench, leaving the world to live its life, as long as it let us live ours. We laughed together, and cried together, now, we died together.

As the classes went about, my teachers avoided me. Leaving my work on a table, and patting my back. “I’m here if you want to talk, David.” My chemistry teacher, Mrs. Davis told me.

I looked up at her, my green eyes, turning hazel from anger. Of course she would want to help. The only straight A student she has had in a long time, now quickly turning into a straight F student. I left her gaze and looked out the window. I wanted to leave, but here, in school, I could still feel K’Nyla. As if she was with me.

Lunch eventually came around, and I sat alone. My usual friends all moved away. “When hazel, know your place.” They would always say when I’m upset. And thus, they did. No longer within the circle of wonder, but in the 50 feet love. I knew they cared, but for some reason I didn’t care. I wanted her, and no one else.

I sat alone, wondering if things would be different if I walked out with her, or if we didn’t argue. Regardless, she was gone. Just up and out of our lives forever.

As I sat, mourning the departed, a strange girl sat across from me, and smiled. “Hi.” She said. Her piercing blue eyes looking into my hazel ones. “I’m Xenilla, but you can call me Xen.” She reached out to me, hand steadily awaiting a hand in return.

I looked at it, and grunted instead. I don’t know who this was, but I’m not in any mood to entertain. But instead of getting the idea, she stayed, and continued to smile. “What do you want, girl?” I asked, spitting the question out like poison.

“I want to meet you. I’ve heard that you were pretty cool, but I think they people had their facts tied. Or…” She moved in closer to me. “Is there something bothering the infamous, David?”

“Leo.”

“I beg your pardon?”

I looked over to her again. “My name is Leo. David is what the teachers here call me. Anyone that knew me knows my name is Leo. So the people who told you of me, knows exactly that. They know of me, but they don’t know me.” I changed my glance to the cheerleaders across the cafeteria.

Their giggling could be traced by satellite let alone by my glance. Ever since the beginning of Middle school up through this year, the first year of High school, the captain of their little clique has been hitting on me, and falsely giving out information to anyone with any interest in me. It was quite annoying if I do say so myself. When I met her, K’Nyla wanted to put her in her place. I never allowed her to do it. “What would it prove, Love?” I often told her when she gave Amber a glance of Death.

“I see.” She said. “Perhaps I should question her false assumptions. Do excuse me.” She quickly stood, giving me a quick smile and a bow before moving across the cafeteria to the Cheerleaders.

                I gathered my things, and left her stuff there on the table. “She’ll be back for it whenever she wants it.” I said as I walked away.