𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 | 𝟏# 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡

BROOK
~ Cardigan by Taylor Swift

If I had listened to myself, I would not have seen Logan entering the lecture today. I got up earlier and purposely went to the lecture much later, so I wouldn't see him. Logan's the one of us that's come in the middle before the start. When it's early but not too late. With this information I also assumed it, but it looks like he came with Fane and that is the time I came too.

I didn't really want to see him, but I have. I won't make that mistake again, I sat in the front row so that I can be the first to get out after the lecture is over.

Professor Enders is talking about a topic that I didn't hear. Since my hair is down, I can just listen to music and scribble on my paper to make the time go by quickly. But I also make notes on the side. Sometimes.

As long as the music is playing, the more I focus on it. Calculate minus three minutes after a song ended till class is finished. "So you can go." Those were the words that allowed me to get out of this room fast as possible. I packed my things and left the room without looking to the side or the back.

Shortly when I was close to the entrance I ran a bit fast, but then I relax again. I never thought that I would really behave so stupidly and childishly. Doing extra things for a boy, so he doesn't appear in front of my face. In addition, almost running out of a lecture just so I don't have to look at him again.

Yes, that's pretty childish and doesn't look like me either, but I don't know what to do. It hurts so bad. I don't understand how all this could have happened. No matter what we experienced, no matter what we said. I didn't expect that from Logan.

But that's the way it is, and I have to accept his decision. The excuse that shows me that something else is going on. It wants to give me hope, but there's no hope in me anymore because it wouldn't happen like this would Logan really love me. I should just let it be.

My way led me back to work at the library. Mrs. English insisted that I should work with Maja today because she hasn't quite got the work she has to do yet. I only agreed to not to hide in loneliness.

In the changing room, I put my work clothes and my name tag on, so I can start immediately. Mrs. English told me what I have to do, while Maja sorted out the books that didn't belong on the shelf and I had to put them on the right shelf. So just the same tasks again.

Mrs. English sits at the counter at the entrance and makes her part of the work. The work is going well up to this point when I was in the biology department. I picked up a book and, as always, read. At least there is one thing that works well for me.

After the first ten minutes, I was leaning against the shelf, but then I sat down on the floor and read the book further. My legs were pulled up to my chest as I lightly held the tip of my thumb between my lips.

The question of how a healthy body cell can become a cancer cell has not yet been finally clarified. What is certain, however, is that the genetic material in the cell has changed when cancer develops, or that an error has occurred in reading the genetic material during cell division.