I am Heather

Part 01

„Soo... have you decided on your plans for this weekend yet?" Troye and I were discussing in the hallway. Our first period was just about to start but my lack of motivation for maths was impossible to hide. „I heard Olivia is throwing a party." As soon as I said that, Troye's face turned from tired to disgust. „Are you serious?" He responded sharp. I started laughing and shook my head as I closed my locker. „Why don't you give her a chance. She's a sweet person." We both started to make our way to our classrooms. „Give her a chance? She already had a chance and she messed it up com-ple-te-ly." Normally I wouldn't say that Troye was exaggerating, but this time he definitely was.

Troye and I have been best friends since Kindergarten. There was this one time in Elementary School where I thought he had a crush on me, but soon I found out he liked my older brother Benji. But he only had eyes for Olivia. I always knew Troye had a thing for boys but he never admitted, so I never talked about it again. Long story short, Olivia stole Troye's crush without Benji knowing, and she also didn't even know about it. So it all didn't really make sense, but still he was mad at Olivia for this foolish reason. Even tho he didn't have a crush on Benji anymore.

„Come on Troye, it's been years. Plus she doesn't even know why you hate her." I accidentally rolled my eyes and remembered he hated it when I did this on him. „Did you just roll your eyes on me?" There was no chance to talk my way out of it. „I may did roll my eyes, because it's so stupid that you dislike her just because she is my brothers girlfriend." I started laughing a bit and so did he, so we were all good and this argument had no chance to turn into a fight. Troye and I never had bad fights, we were too soft to hurt each other. We always laughed off serious situations, which wasn't always the best idea because also in situations where we definitely shouldn't laugh, we just couldn't hold it back when we're together. The bell rang and we went to our classrooms.

For lunch we met in the cafeteria. I wouldn't say that Troye and I were outsiders but we kinda were. We had no other friends besides us. It's not that we didn't like other people, it's just that I was socially too awkward to talk to people I didn't know. Troye was the complete opposite. He was somewhat popular around girls, because they didn't know he was gay. But still he decided to sit at a table alone with me. He once said that these girls were the most annoying thing and having me by his side they might think that we were a couple so they wouldn't bother him anymore. I was totally fine with it so we wouldn't have to interact with dumb girls who knew nothing about us.

„What do I get if I go to that party with you." My eyes widened as Troye said that. I couldn't believe he would do that for me. „Well... you'd deserve something big if you'd actually go to Olivia's place with me. So I will think of something okay?" We tangled our fingers to make a pinky promise. With a smirk on his face he said: „Deal." He was the best friend I could ever ask for. „By the way. How is it going with. You know-." He couldn't finish his sentence because I cut him off and put my hand on his mouth. „Shhh are you insane?" He leaned back and put his arms on the chairs next to him. He looked really cool, no wonder girls admired him. „What. Are you afraid he can hear you? He probably doesn't even know who you are Heather." Ouch. That hurt. But he was right.

There was this one guy in my history class. When I thought of him I got this weird feeling in my stomach. The only time I talked to him was when I asked for a pen. He gave me one with the words „You can keep it." I wondered if I had bad breath or why didn't he want his pen back?
I didn't quite know what was so fascinating about him. All I knew was that he was smart and good looking and - really popular... Him and his friends were on the football team and were constantly surrounded by cheerleaders. I had no chance against all those girls. They were so beautiful and sporty and confident and not as awkward as I was. But still there was something so captivating about him and I wanted to find out what it was.

Troye was getting me back to reality and I realised he was trying to do so for some time now. „Hey daydreamer. What should I wear for that party? I need to look absolutely stunning when I see my enemy haha." The way he formed the word enemy sounded way too evil for his sweet mouth that I bursted out a little too loud and people were turning around. I felt the red rising in my cheeks. Man this was embarrassing. I quickly answered: „I don't know. Give me options." I crossed my arms on the table and looked around a bit. „What if you come to my place and we get ready together? So I can prepare before I deal with her." I smiled and agreed to that idea knowing this was gonna be a very chaotic but fun evening.

These last days of summer were calm. The leaves were slowly turning brown and Fall was just around the corner. There was nothing better than lying in bed with a big blanket, comfy clothes, a good book and a huge cup of tea. Storms raging outside and you were inside in your safe place, feeling kind of immortal.