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Chapter One..

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I drove up to the student parking lot in the back of the school and parked my car between two civics. Two binders in my left hand, a coffee in my right, I began to walk.

My head hung down low, as I walked through over-crowded halls. Students pushing each other from corner to corner like trash; that was what I was scared of. I didn't want to trust anyone, nor did I want to hold my head up high and feel confident about myself.

Matt was in five of my seven classes. His desk was always stationed in the front left corner of the room, while I sat in the very back. He always acted like such a cool kid around school and friends. Him and his rude self was who I hated, but he has another side; the side that I loved.

He was one who'd be sent to the principal's office for interrupting the class everyday, but he was also the one who received one of the highest test scores and maintained good grades. He volunteered at animal shelters and senior homes. He didn't think of them as "stupid" like the rest of his immature friends would.

But why do you act this way?
I kept thinking.

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Next, study hall. "Study hall for classrooms 3F and 5C will be held outdoors today due to final classroom remodeling," the staff announced on the speaker. "I guess we're going outdoors today!" Matt yells in excitement.

We all walked out as I was the last of the students, while Matthew and his crew leaded. Everyone scattered and searched for benches and chairs nearby to sit and chat with their friends, while I decided to sit alone at the furthest picnic table from the building and study. I unpack my bag and arrange my books and notebooks in an order in which everything is within my reach. Easy to grab.

Buds in my ears, music on. I began to read. Only after a few minutes my earbuds were pulled out. I looked up. Brooke of course, Matthew's "girlfriend".

Brooke, her friends, Matthew and his crew approached me with such anger and disgust. "Move." she yelled.
And I did; I quickly threw my stuff into my bag, and held my head down staring at the grass. "Sorry," I softly responded. She harshly smiled and pushed me out of her way as I walked pass the crowd.

I was at least half way towards the building when I decided to look back, only to see Brooke pulling at Matt's arm so he'd sit next to her. I stopped for a minute and watched them.

She cuddled up to him on the bench and locked both of her arms around his. I turned my head back around in sorrow and continued walking with my books held tightly against my chest. My heart was hit, and it was badly hurt.

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Time passed and as always, classes were the same. The final bell rang; lunch, meaning the end of school for me.

I tried to erase the memories of today away. Therefore, I stopped by the neighboring park, and rested my body against a tree trunk, the usual.

Leafy branches hung far above me to give me shade. The sweet sound of children laughing and playing, and the cool breeze clouting my face soothes me as I think over and over about life. My eyes shut and slowly I began to daze off. My life as I knew it, was a bore.

Several minutes later, I woke up from the blazing sound of someone's car alarm and suddenly my phone rang.

[unknown number...]

My first thought was to answer it, but who would call me? In curiosity, I answered anyways. "Hello?"

"Hey, about earlier, I shouldn't have acted like a jerk to you. I really am truly sorry."

"Who are you?" I reply.
[*dropped call*]
My heart beated fast. A thought of him came to me. Was it? No. Couldn't have been him..

Then, a heavy sound of a twig snapped behind me; I turned. My eyes bugged out and my entire body and soul froze,

"Matthew."

Note:
Hey guys! Sorry if you guys were upset with her actions. But I wanted to make her character someone that's "different". I really don't know any better way to explain it but hopefully you guys will understand as you read along. (-: thanks for reading!!

thank you,
naatxlie

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