/8/ Terrible Demise

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One of the most dreadful emotions us humans can comprehend is an emotion called sadness. Sure, we don't feel it every second of our lives, but sometimes it feels like sadness weighs down on us often; Too often. 

That's how I feel. I have my good moments, full of liveliness and happiness, but then there's those other times where all I can really focus in on is how unhappy I am sometimes.

What was I, an eighteen year old graduate doing being upset about Vic Fuentes, a boy I hardly knew, who died when I was nearly seventeen? It's not like I knew him that well. It's not like I even liked him remotely.

Wrong.

As any normal teenager, we all get these small implements called crushes. Some are small, some are huge, and some are something more than huge. You practically fall in love and out of love with them continuously, yet they don't even know your full name. It's one of the best and worst things that could possibly exist.

It was apparent all through my highschool years with Vic that he wasn't gay, like me. That was the hard part, but I guess it would make since to explain everything that happened which made me this way.

Year One-

After thee long and dragging years, I was finally moving into the high-school which was literally a few feet away from the junior high, my previous school. On the first day, we were shown to our lockers and given our schedules which were self explanatory. All the freshmans were scattered through the nine hallways. With my luck though, I was one of the few place in what you might call the "Senior Hallway."

Tons of guys, and girls for a matter of fact, towered over me in the hall, giving me odd looks as they knew I wasn't a senior whatsoever. In fact, people probably believed that I still belonged in seventh grade. I've never been tall, and I've never looked my age either.

My first class was biology, which was down by the gym where a bunch of juniors were beginning a game of badminton. Once inside the room, I noted that I was one of the last students to arrive. I took a seat as the bell rung, and a sigh washed over my body as I knew I wasn't going to be tardy on my first day.

"Good morning students, welcome to your first biology lesson of the school year. My names Mrs. Shomo for the new year of freshmans, and sophomores I hope remember me." Mrs. Shomo introduced herself jokingly, giving us all a cheeky smile before going back to her desk. The class went on as we covered the basics of biology and mostly tooks notes or read our textbooks. In fact, we finished our lesson ten minutes prior to the bell ringing.

"Since we've finished so early, how about we go down all the rows and introduce ourselves, you know, make new friends." Mrs. Shomo suggested, getting up from her chair before resting against the board behind her. The class fell silent as she took that as a yes and continued speaking. "Alright, left to right." She ordered, pointing to a girl at the left corner desk who blushed once realizing she was starting the introductions.

I watched from the final row which would speak as she stated her name, that she was a sophomore, and a few things that she liked. The pattern continued down the first and second row, and by then I had official tuned out. I watched, but I didn't listen as guy after girl stood up and spoke. Internally, I was dreading the moment when I had to stand up and talk to the class. Reflecting on it all now, part of me deep down wishes I would've spoke.

I had been completely disinterested in everyones introductions until I watched one boy in particular who stood up and flashed the entire room a small smile before he began speaking. I can still remember his shoulder length brown hair, and his hazel brown eyes which seemed to light up the entire room.

"Hi, I'm Vic Fuentes, most of you freshmans probably know my little brother Mike Fuentes. I'm a sophomore, and I enjoy guitar, traveling, and the movies Jaws and Jurassic Park." Vic greeted politely before smiling again and taking his seat. I kept my eyes on him the entire time, finding myself holding my breath.

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