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I GET NEAR my bus stop and wait for the bus to get here. My phone buzzes in my pocket and once I grab it, revealing the name.

My best friend, Anthony LaRusso.

I've known Ant forever. We grew up with eachother because our parents our very close, when my father died around when I was 10, we became even closer. Recently he became friends with Marcus and Zack who are complete assholes. Us 3 can't stand eachother. He's been acting differently lately but I can't tell if it's because he likes Lia or because of his douchebag friends.

Breaking myself out of my thoughts, I look down at my phone and look at the message,
Antman 💕
Antman 💕
sit by us on the bus.
                                                   Me
                                         okay. 👍
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I look up from my phone and see the bus stopping. I put my phone in my back pocket and walk to the middle of the bus where the boys are gathered.

Anthony looks up at me and smiles. It was adorable, but he was my best friend and he likes someone else, I can't say that.

"Hi Buffy"

"Hi ant", I sit down next to Anthony silently until I hear everyone burst out in laughter. I look over and see a dark skinned boy sit down in embarrassment. I then listen and hear Zack and Marcus shouting at the boy.

I've never seen this boy before, must be new.

I look up to Anthony while he laughs, "No, no, no, no, I think it's called I'm-trying-not-to-shit-my pants dance." He says and everyone starts hollering of laughter. I giggle slightly and he looks down at me and smirks. "You're so rude" I whisper slightly as a joke, slightly truthful. He just  puts his arm around me  in response. I lay my head on his side.

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Before I know it, we arrive at the school. Luckily, in the beginning of this school year, me and Ant realized we have the exact same schedule. But we do have classes with dickwad 1 and 2 which takes up pretty much all his time.

My first block is language arts, and I hate it. Anthony is able to make it better though, we have seating next to each other.

Don't get me wrong, I love Anthony with all my heart. As a friend! maybe.
But with being his best friend and being a girl, it's not so easy. He's a very handsome and cute boy, and all the girls want him and only him. With me being around him, they see me as some type of threat.

The main girl who would do anything for him and literally is obsessed with him is Mara.
Mara is beautiful and I am so very jealous of her. But she hates me with all her heart.

Anthony and I walk to the classroom while all eyes on him. I feel myself getting nervous at all the attention so I start picking at my fingers. It's always been a bad habit of mine and I usually don't stop until my fingers bleed.

We walk in the class and I still haven't stopped picking. We take our seats at the desks and we move our desks a little closer so now we are side by side. I look down at my fingers because we still have around 20 mins until class starts.

"What you doing?" I ask him, not bothering to look up. "Nothing." He replies harshly as he gets on his phone. I slightly frown at the thought he's hiding something from me. I see my finger starts bleeding a lot more than usual.

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