Chapter Eleven

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(Xyra's P.O.V)

The bell rings and we all walk along to our classes. I pull Winter back and stare. "What did you need to tell me?" She widens her eyes and smiles. "Oh I forgot, guess who asked me out on a date." she states loudly and I see Jared look over. "Who?" She goes into my ear and starts whispering. I look at her shocked and she winks. Jared stomps off and I look over at Winter, "You were right, he did get jealous." "I know! That just confirmed that he actually does like me." she smiles and looks over. "And it seems Ezra likes you" I burst out laughing. "Yeah no, I just want to make him my friend". "He literally called you princess and you're denying it?" I laugh, "Nicknames mean nothing Ms.Rivers." She rolls her eyes and we enter class.

(Ezra's P.O.V)

"What was that?" I look over at Mason. "I don't know, it just slipped," I say not wanting to talk more about it. "You never do that though" He was right, I never do that. My excitement about her being my Xyra slipped out. It's been driving me crazy. My guard drops around her. "Yeah, it won't happen again" I walk into the class and lay my head on the desk. What am I even doing at this point?

The bell rings and I notice Xyra looking around. "You look like a lost puppy right now" She looks over and smiles. " I guess I am one, I have no idea where the counselor is at " I realized this was an opportunity to talk to her alone. " I guess I can show you" I start walking and she follows. We walk a bit before I decide to ask, "Have you ever been here before? You look familiar." she looks over. "Yeah, this is my hometown, I moved at 14 and recently came back." I feel my eyes widen, "14?" Yeah, I missed it here. Oh there it is, thank you Ezzy" She walks off and I watch her. 14, she was 14, there was too much coincidence for her to not be my Xy. I can't jump to conclusions. She might get the wrong idea.

(Xyra's P.O.V)

I walk in, "You said you wanted to speak with me?" The counselor looks up and smiles. "Xyra, sweetie how have you been?" "Uhm, I've been good I suppose" She gives me a frown. "Are you not excited to see me Xy pie" I give her a confused look, "Well I thought it was something bad so I'm not that excited" she stares for a while, "Xyra do you not remember me?" I widen my eyes, "Oh my God, was I supposed to? I am so sorry I don't" I panic, why can't I remember her?

"How could you not? I was always by your side. It's only been 3 years Xyra" she pulls out a binder full of pictures, "Look here is one of us together." I look and see my younger self hugging her tightly. I pick it up and see her tearing up in the corner. "Mrs.Garcia?" She jumps up and hugs me tightly, "Xy pie how could you forget?" I hug her back and memories rush in. "I'm sorry, I don't know why".

After a few minutes of talking, we say our goodbyes and I walk out. I text my mom the picture and ask, "Why couldn't I remember Mrs.Garcia" I get a phone call a few minutes later. "Xyra, what do you remember? Actually don't tell me I'm on my way" she hangs up and I stare at my phone. What the hell is going on?

~author's note~ hi guyssss! I don't exactly know where my story is going at this point. I'm just writing away and seeing what fits. I rewrote this chapter twice so I hope this is good enough. I'm just trying to get to the point of the story but yeah, I hope you'll are enjoying whatever it is I'm giving y'all. mwah love y'all- ziri <3

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