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Chapter Five: Mission Impossible

I stood still, unable to move. Complete and utter confusion, betrayal, and hurt stabbed my heart repeatedly. John was kissing some, some girl. Tears stung my eyes as I tried to keep myself from falling apart.

John hadn't noticed that I was there yet, and I intended to keep it that way. I spun on my heel and ran into the bathroom. I locked myself in a stall and grabbed desperately at toilet paper to dry my eyes.

The tears came spilling out and they would not cease. My eyes were a relentless tsunami. The real problem was that once I started crying, it was ten times harder to stop. The choked sobs escaped my mouth before I could stop them. 

God, I'm so stupid. I mean, it's not like I was dating him. I just had a small, well, maybe not small, crush on him. I shouldn't care, at least not this much. I shouldn't be crying like someone died.

Too soon? Yes. 

But still, this was not a cry-worthy situation.

John had been the one person who had been there for me in the past month. My best friend. Someone that I liked a whole lot. 

And the sight of seeing him with someone else hurt. It probably shouldn't have hurt as much as it did, but I was still crying. Still wasting tears on someone who wouldn't like me back. Someone unreachable.

My foster brother could never be anything more than a best friend, and I had to accept that.

But it still hurt so damn much.

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The silence was extremely awkward on the way back to the mansion. 

I had nothing to say to John. I mean I did, but it's not like I would start yelling at him about the girl. He was allowed to kiss anyone he wanted. It was like some god-given right or whatever. Plus, he didn't even know that I saw him kissing... whoever the hell that was. Mentioning it would just make things worse.

I focused on avoiding eye contact by staring out the window and trying to ignore the feeling of his eyes on me.

"Is everything okay, Ken?", He finally asked.

I turned around at him with wide eyes. "Oh yeah. I'm fine. Everything's fine."

"You seem... upset?"

I shook my head, faking a smile. "Nope. Just a little tired, I guess. It was a long first day."

"If this is about Will, I just want you to know that I'm sorry. I just, I just don't like the kid.", John said in hopes to change my mood around.

I smiled at him. He really was trying. And in the back of my mind, I knew that I had forgiven him about the girl. There was no need to hold it against him for eternity.

"It's fine, John. Really.", I answered.

Thankfully, we arrived at the mansion right then. I stepped out, not waiting for Charles to open the door for me. Then I made my way to my room and collapsed on my bed.

John didn't come after me, and I didn't know how to feel about it.

I just wanted a distraction, so I went over to my desk and started my homework. At East Denver High, they never gave you homework on the first day, but at Curmouth High, that was not the case. I had homework in every single class except French. 

It took me a few hours to finish. By that time, I only had ten minutes till dinner.

I quickly changed out of my school clothes and changed into an olive green dress, braiding my hair down my back. For some reason, the Masons always insisted on dressing up for dinner every night, but I didn't mind it too much. There were many dresses that the Masons had stocked in my closet, and I hadn't worn a fraction of them.