As I slammed the door of my locker Monday morning reality slapped me across my face like a bitch. It crossed my mind that apart from my short-lived romance with Jamie, Brandon was the only sane guy who has ever liked me. Note that I said 'sane' because back in 8th Grade I dated Simon Webber, his favourite food was corned beef sandwiches and every day he kissed me I could see little specs of bread in his braces. I don't tend to count that as a relationship.
Not only was Brandon the only guy to like me but he was one of the only guys who knew I existed. Lets just say that for the past 5 years of attending Broadlight High School I've spent more time hiding in the drama club than with any real living people. The only reason why Brandon noticed me in the first place was because his parents made him go see the end of term production together (his parents are big believers in family bonding). I had a solo in one of the songs and apparently that was it. Brandon had come up to me the next day at school, by this very locker in fact and asked me if I wanted to go to the movies. His exact words were, "Hey Flick, fancy going to the flicks with me". We went to go and see The Fault in Our Stars. You know the one with Ansel Elgort and his character unexpectedly dies of cancer. I remember in the movie theatre when Shailene Woodley's character is looking up the stars reading the letter from Augustus, Brandon slipped his hand into mine and the rest is history. We were the talk of the school and people shipped us 'Brick' which let's be honest, isn't too cute but we kinda loved it. But after about 5 months, it all turned sour because my parents got divorced and I guess I just became argumentive a little. Actually, I guess a lot. One night at a party, we had a full-on argument in front of everyone and he broke up with me. We both said things we didn't mean and we were both too stubborn to say sorry. It's been the entirety of summer break and I haven't seen him or heard from him...but I just know that after the plan of action, we'll get back together.
"Hey, Flick, you ready for some History" - I literally jumped out of my skin, it was Elle. "Woah, I made ya jump" Elle gave me a shove and laughed.
"Yeah- let's go. Gotta love learning about Henry VIII."
"We love a womanizer" replied Elle giggling as we walked towards first period.
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I Never Liked You Anyway.
ChickLitDear Brandon, I'm writing to inform you that even though i know you are still desperately in love with me I really don't think you should waste your breath in trying to get me back. I've noticed how you haven't even texted but I am sure it's because...