You stole a piece of me

The Awkward Years.

There she was, his girlfriend. The spiteful bitch who stole him from me. He was mine, and I was his, we would have been forever. But here's where it started.

It was spring, 2013, I was still in high school actually. Feels like so long ago, which makes me sound old but I'm only 25 as I'm telling you about this. Anyways, I'm in 11th grade so I'm a junior. Then there's Cole, and I've known him for longer than I've even know how to say Cole. Now now settle down I know what you're thinking, cringy romance about a couple of childhood sweethearts, it's been written and re-written and made into a movie a million times, trust me I understand. But there's so much more to it than that if you care to have a read.

My mother, Lisa, had a best friend in college called Cindee and they were as inseparable as they come. Something big went down when I was about 1 and a half- ish? I'm not sure but I was really young. Regardless, Cindee is Cole's mum, and when we were still in utero our parents went to their checkups together, all of their scans together and they even had the same midwife. They wanted to be there for each other through it all, even if they couldn't do it at the same time which I think at the time they'd both have said that's the only way it could've been more perfect. Which honestly, I'm offended, was my birth not special enough for you mum? Anyhow, this meant Cole and I met when I was a newborn and he would've been 1 and however many months. We don't remember our childhood together, because we both would've been under 3 when our mums stopped being best friends, I want to ask what happened but when I bring up Cole it seems like a part of my mums heart aches for Cindee, like she misses her badly. Our parents made a point of taking us to different preschools but we ended up in the same elementary school here in Kansas, it was the only one close by. Cole was the year above me in elementary school, and he never really seemed to know me or notice me but I knew who he was, just from my mum telling me about him. 

When he went into sixth grade and started middle school while I was still in fifth grade, I truly thought I'd never get the chance to be his friend. But since the middle school was attached to the elementary school, I saw him before and after school sometimes. He went through some weird phases, but everyone has their awkward years. Maybe I'll tell you about it sometime, some of them were hilarious. Despite it all, he still turned out popular by the end of middle school! I can't say I was so lucky in my middle school years, but by the time I was a freshman, I was well-liked by many but not really well-known in the school corridors. Don't get me wrong now I'm older I don't care about popularity but at that time in my life, popularity is what I so dearly craved more than anything. I was a good kid, I had good grades- okay, decent grades, I did what was asked of me and I was always a nice person, but I felt like without popularity I was missing out. I was a face that blended into the walls of the school to everybody else, unless you count the time when I fell asleep during school announcements and someone put a microphone near my face and caught me snoring. Now that, that is what the whole school knew and laughed at me for. Although completely fair, I'd have laughed at me too, but it did give me some credit with some people! It was a weirdly great icebreaker and I gained some more friends when I did that. But that was the end of middle school so by the time we started high school, nobody else but my friends remembered that it happened.

Anyway, moving onto high school. I didn't know that yet again, I'd end up at the same one as Cole, he was a sophomore and I'm just starting so I'm a freshman. Nothing notable happened that year, my goldfish died and that's about it, bless his soul. Summer break rolled around and I forgot all about school, my family and I went to Canada to have a break from Kansas for a bit. We love our home, but it is nice to get away. The school year is about to start again, and the thought of seeing Cole again started creeping into my mind.

First day of my Sophomore year, I was surprised by how much everyone had changed, but an even bigger surprise to me was that Cole was in my class?! This guy, that I'd silently crushed on slightly for years, always a year ahead of me because he wasn't one to fail so I'd accepted that he'd never be in my class and that he'd never notice me. I walked in on my first day of high school, and there he was in the sophomore corridor, everyone was talking to him asking what happened and why he was repeating sophomore year. He shrugged everyone off and out of the corner of my eye, after I turned away from the fiasco that was going on, I saw a tall dark haired man making a b-line in my direction. And he stopped. Right beside my locker, leaning behind the open door. I slowly moved the locker door to a close and spoke to Cole for the very first time. This is where it all starts.

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Hi! <3 I've written many stories in my life but I've always wanted to write something like this. The ideas have been there, for so long!! Going into 2023 I decided, fuck it, essentially. Why not write what I wanna write, since the writers block I had when I was 14 had finally pissed off, and yeah if you like it then let me know and I'll of course keep writing!! I'm hoping to post really regularly! My last story, which we won't even talk about, was a fanfic and honestly I'm just embarrassed about it now but oh well it's a part of my life now.

Anyway, enoough about me! Onto finding out Cole and Savannah's first encounter <3