Venezuela's POV
As the bell rings, slicing through the chatter of students, I scan the crowded hallway and lock eyes with Sky. For a split second, my heart does that familiar flutter, but then he looks away, like I'm just another face in the crowd. Confusion twists in my gut, and I try to shake off the unsettling feeling settling in my stomach.
The rest of the day feels like a game of cat and mouse. Sky seems determined to avoid me at all costs. I spot him in the cafeteria, and just when I think he might come over, he does a quick pivot, heading in the opposite direction. I'm left standing there, feeling like an afterthought, like I don't even exist. "What's wrong with him?" I whisper to myself, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. Each time he deliberately avoids me, it stings, and I can't figure out what's happening.
In English class, we're seated on opposite sides of the room. I catch glimpses of him laughing with friends, completely indifferent to my presence. Is he trying to ignore me, or is there something else brewing beneath the surface?
When lunchtime rolls around, I sit with my girls—Fifi, Jade, and Deedee—hoping to distract myself from Sky's sudden distance. They chatter away about their breaks, but my thoughts keep drifting back to him. I can't shake the urge to confront him after lunch; I need to understand what's causing this awkward tension.
As the final bell rings, I head to our usual meeting spot, where I find Sky surrounded by a group of friends. Taking a deep breath, I muster my courage. "Sky," I begin, but he cuts me off.
"Hey, I gotta go. Catch you later, guys." He doesn't even look in my direction as he disappears into the crowd, leaving me feeling abandoned. My friends exchange confused glances, and Fifi breaks the silence. "What was that about?"
"I honestly don't know," I reply, the weight of defeat heavy on my shoulders.
"Maybe he's just in a hurry," Jade suggests, but I shake my head. "No, that's not it. He's clearly avoiding me. I noticed how he's been dodging my glances all day."
"Did you do something over the break?" Jade asks, her tone probing. My heart sinks. Why does it always feel like it's my fault whenever something goes wrong between Sky and me? I shake my head again but don't voice my irritation.
"Hey, don't worry. You'll figure it out," Deedee reassures me, but her words don't soothe the gnawing confusion inside. "Well, I hope so."
The day drags on, and soon I find myself alone by the school gate, waiting for my dad to pick me up. Just then, Sky walks past, his gaze fixed ahead, like I'm invisible. I gather my courage, calling out, "Sky, what's going on? Did I do something wrong?"
He hesitates, avoiding my eyes, and mutters, "It's not you, Venezuela. I just need some space, okay?" And just like that, he's gone, leaving me standing there, perplexed and hurt.
The car ride home is wrapped in silence, the weight of Sky's unspoken distance pressing down on me. I replay every moment from the day, searching for clues, desperately trying to uncover the reason behind his sudden change. As the sun dips below the horizon, the unanswered questions linger, casting a shadow over the connection that used to feel so easy between Sky and me.
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Closure
Romantizm"I still love you Sky" she says it in a whisper Yet it almost knocks his breath out ...
