-Zaya Brown-
It's been 2 weeks now and Zhaye and I haven't talked at all. I don't like that at all. I just miss having conversations with him.
I want to walk up to him and talk to him. I mean it's senior year time to be bold. Plus, Christmas is around the corner that's exciting maybe I could get him something?
But will he even accept it? I bet that many girls had already done that for him. So probably anything I got him wouldn't matter because someone else must have gotten it for him before.
I sighed. I didn't know what to do and I still don't know. I picked up my guitar and started playing whatever came to mind. My windows were open hoping I might see Zhaye and maybe work up the courage to talk to him.
Minutes passed by but nothing. I sighed.
stop thinking about him.
I thought. I decided that maybe if I spent the weekend and Alya's it would make me forget about him. My mom was on a business trip and she won't be here for Christmas.
I took a bag and packed some clothes for 3 days. I would come back right before Christmas. Celebrating Christmas alone isn't so bad I've already done it once.
I texted Alya saying that I was spending the night and she was thrilled. I took my car keys and bag. Then made my way to Alya's place.
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Alya's family was always so welcoming and nice with me. Alya brought me right upstairs to her room.
"So... you and Zhaye?" "Nothing plus I want to forget about him. We haven't talked in 2 weeks I want to forget about it." I stated and Alya smiled in return. "Then, that's what we are going to do."
And that's what we did. Alya has a 3 year old brother Timothée but we call him Timmy for short. Who is so cute and likes to hang around when us.
We didn't mind we watched a Christmas movie and went to baked some Christmas cookies which Timmy really seemed to enjoy.
"Come on Timmy you can't finish everything and time to sleep now." Alya said picking him up and bringing him to bed. "Say bye Zaya." Alya said to Timmy.
"Byee Zaha." Timmy says waving goodbye in my way. "Bye Timmy see you tomorrow." I said waving back while smiling at him. With that Alya brought Timmy to his room.
Couple minutes later Alya comes back down signaling the both of us to go back upstairs to get room.
I followed her and we sat down and started talking about random stuff. Seconds after the conversation died down. I have took my phone and started watching peoples instagram stories.
"What are you watching?" Alya asked. "Insta stories." I replied as I was watching more stories.
"Wow looks like people are at a party tonight." I showed her the screen. "Yup." She replied. As I looked at the video more I realized something.
"Alya do you see that?" She looked at me confused. "See what?" "Zhaye in the back." I pointed at the screen. "And looks like he is still in those old habits." Alya said as I sighed realizing the truth.
i had missed my chance.
I thought. "It's ok girl.. he is not worth it." Alya rubbed my back. "It's just sad you know? He wanted to give me his heart but I said no." I said.
"Well, technically you didn't say anything but maybe you just weren't ready for a whole relationship and that's ok. He will understand or maybe he already does..." Alya said.
"And if in the future you are ready for a relationship and hopefully he still feels the same then happily ever after for Zaya and Zhaye." Alya continued.
"No, I think those feeling have wore off already. He hasn't talked to me in weeks and he is fucking girls." I stated.
"Well the fucking girls is habit." Alya adds. "Could have STD for all we know." Alya said and I nodded in agreement.
"I still like him. Well all I can do is try to put these feeling for him aside. If he still wants to act like a child then so be it." I said. "Yes, that's my girl." Alya smiled.
"Now enough of Zhaye let's do nails or maybe face masks even while eating some cookies we baked." Alya said suggesting some ideas.
"Yea, we should do that." I smiled.
-Zhaye Andrews-
"Now why did you bring me here?" I asked to the girl by the door.
"What do you think I want?" She responded.
"Well whatever it is you want I don't to give it to you move please move out the way." I said making my way to the door.
She stood in front of the door knob. I looked down on her and she started putting her hands on me.
I quickly grabbed her hand and moved her out of the way. Then, I walked out of the room. I made my way to my car and started driving home.
There was nothing interesting in there. I drove back hoping I would maybe be able to see her.
Maybe I am an asshole for ignoring her for 2 weeks. I could see that she was trying to talk to me.
I am just simply not used to getting rejected at all. Maybe that was the first time something like that even happened?
Probably because I was never bold enough to even ask someone to be mine... officially or in secret.
Sure I had some minor crushes here and there but I was either not bold enough or it wasn't worth the try.
I actually wanted something with her and if she didn't feel the same way I should respect her decision and her opinion.Plus we had such a great friendship. I probably messed it up by ignoring her. I should find her and apologize. Try to fix things to the way they were before. Or somewhat to the way it was.
Or I'm supply overthinking it.
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The Quiet Girl
Teen FictionIt's senior year the last year of high school and another move for Zaya Brown. Zaya Brown used to moving because of her moms work. She doesn't talk to anyone, even at home. Next door lives Zhaye Andrews. The heartbreaker he is suddenly attracted t...