Facing Reality (Currently Editing)

"Lies"

Connor's P.O.V:

Okay, you can do this, let's go.

I ushered my way into school thinking of what's going to happen now since Felicia is apparently in the school- or should I say finally in my life once again after 10 years. 10 freaking years. I had to wait that freaking long? Yeah, alright.

Stop overreacting, it could have been worse you lucky idiot.

Believe me, I really am very happy that she's back, but a part of me is making me keep a distance from her. My mind is probably thinking selfishly saying ' Oh, she's back! Let's ignore her and treat her harshly so she'll know what she's done to you, Connor.' and then that evil laugh comes 2 seconds after, ringing through my ears. Do I want to do that? Oh, hell no. I really hate it when your mind makes you do things so stupid that you'll look like an a-hole, then you'll be hated. It's just like every Disney villain- oh why the hell am I thinking like this I'm such a -

Oh, no.

There she was, right in front of me accessing her locker. Uh, what should I say, WHAT SHOULD I SAY, WHAT SHOULD I DO?! Oh, why am I freaking out so suddenly? Okay, deep breaths, Connor. Just let it flow...you're cool...you're...also very mean so keep that act on.

I exhaled and walked forth to the person that I was suddenly making such a big deal about. Finally, I was beside her, sadly/thankfully my locker was 3 lockers away from hers. Now, how do they do this 'small talk' without the awkward?

"Hi." my voice cracked oh goooooooddd

The 2nd day we meet and I've already felt my insides turn to goo just standing in front of her.

She looked up at me, then continued to access her locker. Silent treatment, alrigghhttt...ugh, freaking wonderful.

"Hey, Felicia." I said, a lot better this time 

"Hi, Connor." She sighed

"Listen, I- uh," I rubbed the back of my neck nervously

"So, what was with the attitude yesterday?" She slammed her locker as I jumped, startled

"Uh, that's why I was h-here, Felic. I-I came to apologize." I swallowed the lump in my throat, my hands at my back, me playing with my fingers nervously, me continuously thinking 'oh god oh god' (A/N: eyy dont say his name in vain)

"Okay." She stormed off to our English class nearby.

Well, I have to say she grew up with an attitude as well. And so have I. L-O-L, puberty. Wait what am I joking about?! I grabbed her wrist and pulled her so she'd face me, but I was only able to grab her for a second since she tugged her arm off really hard. She became stronger, too. Damn.

I attempted once more and she gave in, turning to me.

"Please don't do that, Felicia." She let go of my grip once more but failed

"Treat others the way you want to be treated- I strongly believe in that quote." She half shouted, continuosly tugging her arm off

"Geez, kid, I just want to talk. Don't break your arm!"

"Shut up and let me go!"

"Just-"

"Ow- Connor, I'm going to be late for my first class again!" She fiercely gripped my arm and I winced in pain

Again? Wha- Nevermind.

"Agh- okaay! Loosen the grip so we can talk, geez!" I said softly as I gripped her arm hard as well