Thursday. I'm nearly done with this week. Then I can go home, sleep in and do absolutely nothing.
Ryanne was still ignoring me. I had to admit, it ticked me off, but I was determined to convince her and everyone else that I'm not the spoiled brat that they must feel that I am. Or, at least. That was my goal.
Making choices is always difficult. Even when making simple choices. You have those thoughts nagging at you, saying What if this was the wrong choice? What if this is not what I was supposed to choose? What if my original thoughts on this were wrong?
Even while testing, you have these same thoughts. Then, when you get the tests back, you look at the questions you got wrong and immediately feel the seed of guilt, because you had a feeling that you made the wrong choice while taking the test. And you were right.
However. When you make the right choice, a flood of relief runs through you and your confidence soars. You feel like you're on top of the world and that you're on the moon.
But this isn't a test in school. This is choosing between two guys who are perfectly capable of hurting you if you choose wrong. And you can't go back. Someone will feel hurt and upset by your decision.
I had plans to meet Lyle that day to talk... talk about the future. I just hope he listens..
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It's the end of the day and Lyle is exactly where he said he would be. Outside the auditorium. I breath in, pull my head up high and walk up to him.
"Lyle...
We need to break things off. It was fun, hanging out with you and everything, but I just can't date you. I am so sorry. I really do care about you, but-" I could see the hurt in his eyes.
"But Adam. Right?" Lyle's eyes suddenly become cold as they glare into mine.
I bow my head and nod swiftly, avoiding his icy stare. I hear him sigh and he softly pats my head. I look up at him.
"You do realize that I'm going to win you back, yes? It might take weeks, months, hell, years. But I will win you back. I promise you." And with that, Lyle turns and walks out of the building, leaving me feeling numb and guilty.
Did I make the wrong choice?
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My Hell Week Day 5
The next day, it was Friday. Finally. The last day of school. No more classes, no more stress. Summer break would soon be upon us.
Ryanne seemed to be forgiving towards me once she learned that I broke things off with Lyle, which made me glad. Adam broke things off with Alane, claiming that their relationship "wasn't right".
I walked to Martins with him after school and Ryanne, Kimberly, Reagan and Anna tagged along too.
While munching on some terribly unhealthy candy, I looked up at Adam and notice how his eyes looked in the sun. It's something that you never notice until you actually look. Adam smiled at me and I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter. That was one of the last times I felt those cute feelings.
When I came home, Adam texted me:
Hey. look in the front pocket in your bag
I did so and discovered that he slipped a necklace into my bag. It caught the sunlight and threw it onto the ceiling, display what seemed to be a thousand miniature rainbows. The sliver chain held a small treble clef that was bedazzled with small diamonds. I smiled and looked back down at my phone.
Happy Birthday, Katrina. I love you.
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My Freshmen Year and Its Secrets
Teen FictionSTOP! Hi. This is a story about mostly true events. Key word: MOSTLY. This story is also labeled teen fiction. Meaning, it's about teens. Just a heads up, there will be lovey dovey moments and not all of them are true. However, most of these events...
