Leaving The Friendzone

Chapter 5

Elena Sergio.

"Dinner is ready. Elena come downstairs!" Mom exclaimed.

I groaned. The moment where I was enjoying my own company without any disturbance but she just had to ruin it. Before I heard my name loudly, I was caught up on searching for KJ on IG, probably I could find some cute ass pictures and stare at it all night

It felt like I was being too extra. That feeling where you could imagine butterflies in your belly, dancing to the sound of your heartbeat which makes your stomach tickle a bit. That joy your mind gets and it just emptied itself and allowed your imagination to take over you to another dimension.

I felt high, I felt intoxicated. The last time I had this feeling ever was in ninth grade. He was Jackson. We got close when we were appointed as partners for a school presentation. He was charming and so supportive. At that moment, everything seemed beautiful and sweet. The thought of it ending as my feelings were nurtured like a baby never occurred to me.

He lost his dad and it broke him down. Jackson and his parents were involved in a fatal accident, leaving his dad dead with him and his mom alive with slight injuries. He was absent from school for weeks and no one noticed anything was wrong till it was known to us by our class teacher.

I felt sorry for him. Losing his dad at that tender age could be disheartening. Not that I could relate but if I was in his shoes, I'd have probably loosed my mind. The thought of him being absent affected my presentation. My focus was all gone and no support kept coming. I had my best friend all along but someone about Jackson made things differently.

They got to make a change due to his absence. I was partnered with Anabel, someone I couldn't even call an enemy or a friend. She was just a figurehead I had to deal with at that point in time. Not to be a hater, she was good with what she was asked to do. She never topped the class but she delivered academically.

We were both to talk about the impact of social media on teenagers today. It sounded pretty simple but we had to be as direct as possible. Anabel, being the queen thought she was trying to overshadow the hard work I put into this presentation. She made a few changes which made her take most of the credit for my work.

She decided to divide the topic into two parts, the positive and the negative impact of social media. It was an interactive time on that day we were asked to present. Every teenager in the hall was well aware of social media and its doings. The majority of us had phones and we also contributed to the number of people in the world who engaged on social media based on different levels, mostly business and relationships.

We both agreed on us taking each of the impacts according to how it was divided. She takes the positive impact and I end it all with the negative impacts but she had a plan B. Finally for me to continue from where she stopped after the positive impacts were stated, I was cut off by the same person who made the whole plan all along. No one noticed but it was like spit on my face. She turned back at looked at me slightly with a smirk and at that moment, I knew she fucked me up.

After a while of Jackson not being around, I heard he moved to another country, his hometown precisely. He moved to Gavle in Sweden where his dad was from. They had nothing left to do in the state other than to spend the rest of their life in a land where they felt safe.

"Elena! Dinner! Downstairs! Now!" Karen yelled from the dining room. She just got back a few hours ago and she was already turning the house into something else. What elder sisters do!

"I'm coming, sis. I'm coming!" I replied with the same tone used to call my attention. I hurried downstairs, causing my foot to hit the ground so hard it echoed.