Our Love

Part 2

PAINTING IS BY John Ferguson Weir "Pink And White Roses" 19thC.

Jealousy. Jealousy is the only feeling I was capable to handle when I saw Darian give any girl a glance. Of course I felt horrible about these feelings. Anytime Darien had a thought about another girl, I felt annoyed instead of feeling happy for him.

Why? Why do I feel this way?

Was it because I was never able to have feelings for a women? Was it because no matter how hard I try, the thought of sharing my love with any girl just disgusted me? Maybe it was because when my eyes met Darien, the whole world turned to a stopping point, and I could feel butterflies dancing in my stomoach. When I saw Darien, I felt safe, and wanted to hold him right in the moment.

I'm not jealous of Darien. I'm jealous of the girl who will get to care and love Darien for the rest of their life.

Darien
Monday 9am

I sat at my desk, eagerly waiting for Elias. He had sent me multiple texts explaining that he would be late.

I jotted down messy notes, waiting for my unorganized friend to get to class.
Elias ran into the room out of breath, "I'm sorry I'm late, again!" Elias cried out, taking everyone's attention.
He quickly took his seat next to me, taking out all of his books.

"If you want to get your dream job of being a writer, you need to be more responsible and organized." I lectured him, handing him the extra notes I took for him.

"I know I know. you tell me this all the time! I'm not even that late!" Elias complained.

"Yeah okay." I said teasingly, giving my attention back to the teacher.

He giggled quietly while he started writing down notes.

Lunch

I entered the loud cafeteria, everyone was walking around trying to find a seat to fit in.

There are five groups in which you can sit with at school. The popular kids, which you have to get invited to hang out with. The kids there are usually skinny girls with too much makeup.
Then there are the smart kids, they don't allow you to sit with them unless you have straight a's. Even if you do, you have to be good enough for them.
And then you have the loners. They all sit together in silence while they stare at their food, sharing a few glances but never actually saying anything.
Lastly, you have the in-betweens, which is kind of like the normal kids. The kids who are just trying to get through school, who don't really care for being in groups.

I took note of all of these groups when I first entered school. Thankfully Elias gave me lecture on the people who I should avoid, and the people I should befriend. I would not last without Elias.

I took a seat at our group's normal table: Me, Elias, Camila, and Melissa.

"Hey guys!" My friends greeted me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked, taking a bite out of the peculiar school food.

"We were just talking about our future lives, Elias told us about your future lives together," Camila said, pushing her food away, "and if i'm being honest y'all are a bit fruity." Camila stated teasingly, giving Elias a funny look.

Elias choked on his food and nudged them slightly.
"Fruity?" I said in a questioning tone.

"Yeah, you know like," Camila did a hand motion, kind of like flicking her wrist.

I shared her a confused look, I then glanced over at Elias for an explanation.

He looked back at me, he looked slightly shocked, "You know, gay?" He asked.