Distance

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Okay, so I'm just gonna wrap this thing up from here, since it's been so ungodly long from an update or whatever that it's not worth starting from where I stopped....

So, I broke up with my girlfriend at the end of the school year because I was just totally sick of her shit, and eventually (you probably guessed it) totally fell in love with Hayden over the summer. Although during the last week of school I had decided to try my best to just move on from him and take a break from relationships for a while, he was all I could literally think about. I texted him a lot, and he seemed to actually enjoy texting me, which felt really nice. I never saw him, except for one day I drove past his house and saw him shooting hoops in his front driveway. As soon as I saw him, damn, did I get the chills. It was crazy! From then on all I (still) wanted was him.

I even built up the strength to tell him how he helped me survive the year. The text was very lengthy and descriptive, because I wanted to tell him everything. How he helped and how much he means to me. When I sent it I thought I was going to die of nerves; what was he going to think of me?! But, in the end, he never replied....

Then school started again. The first day of school was interesting, especially zero hour band, Symphonic Winds. Everyone got their instruments out and Mr. Hoehn said we could sit whereever we wanted; being me, I felt very ignored and unappreciated from my section this year, since Marcos wasn't here with me. They never talked to me, and were frankly assholes a majority of the time. Not Hayden though, of course. At first I sat in the very front, next to a Clarinet player. But I figured that since everyone else was sitting in their sections and I was the odd one out, I should do the same. 

The only spot that I could conveniently get to was a chair right beside Hayden.

I got really nervous, but ended up just building up the balls to stand up and go sit next to him. As soon as my butt hit the seat, he turned to me and said "Hello!" and, of course my heart immediately started racing. I barely whispered a "Hi" before he turned to face forward again. I thought, Oh god, did he ever read the text I sent him last?!....

The day overall went well, and I was really excited to be back to school; especially to be back to band!

Fastfoward a few ten or so days, and my older sister and I went to a Football pepband event at my high school. It was a lot of fun, and I'm pretty sure my school's team lost (we always lose) so that doesn't really matter. Afterwards, we both went up to the band room to put our instruments away and then went down to the main entrance to wait for my older brother to pick us up. We walked out, and were immediately greeted by my friend Auston, along with many other screaming and wrathing individuals running our way. I had no idea who these people were, and it was really...weird, and they came off as rude at first. We followed them though after they all calmed down, and started to talk. Since I was with my friend Auston, I thought hey, might as well spend time with these guys before I have to leave? It wouldn't hurt a bit.

We all made it to the flagpole at the sidewalks, and conversed in the light provided by the streetlamp. I could tell these guys were Freshman because I'd never seen them before--not even once around school! They were pretty enthusiastic with me, and every single one of them (all, psh, 4 of them) gave me a hug at least 3 times each. I was okay with that since I never got hugs from anyone else, and these guys seemed pretty cool after a while!

But, one guy in particular stuck out to me. He was tall, and very skinny. He wore a blue stripped sweatshirt and dark-wash jeans, with fair blonde hair and gorgeos eyes. His name was Austin (Austion #2 I liked to personally call him). For some reason I felt an extreme connection between us, and I knew, somehow, that I had to have him. I forgot about Hayden completely. In the back of my mind however, I couldn't help but think that there's no point in getting a crush on this boy, he's not going to like me anyways.