Shattered Hearts

Chapter Three: Avyanna

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Avyanna POV:
"Ah, school. I've missed it so much," sings Chrissie. Well, I don't feel the same way.

"Look,look," screams Chrissie. I look to my left and my breathing stops.

Grey Ledger

I've never had a crush before, but he seems and feels different. I don't know what to do.

"Hello,hello Avy you there," Chrissie snaps In my face. "You see it too don't you. Looks like a player to me. I bet by next week he will have Bianca on his arm," spoke Chrissie.

Bianca Sinclair

My enemy. The water to my fire. My oxymoron. She takes any chance she gets to take jabs at me. The crazy part is we used to be best friends, but after the incident that all ended.

"You're probably not wrong," I replied back. Bianca has all the boys wrapped around her finger. If I asked any boy in this school if they dated her, they would say yes.

I know she already has her eyes on Grey. Her next victim. For visual, she looks like a watered-down version of Kim Kardashian.

Weird.

"Want to make a TikTok before school starts," Chrissie asks. I nod.

One of my dreams is to be a social media influencer. I'm already at 10 million followers. It's like a hobby.

We ended up doing the Riverdance TikTok. It has become my favorite one so far. Especially. Because of my love for Beyoncé.

"Hey, I forgot to ask, but where is your brother," she asks. Of course, that's what's in her mind.

"He is out of town for an AAU tournament." I respond. My brother and I both have a strong love for basketball. We're both on separate AAU teams. Which gives me more of a to avoid boys. Not enough time.

I need to practice and up my game. If I want to become one of the best, I have to word hard for it.

" Aw man, for how long," she whines. "Just a day," I reply.

She starts cheering at this,and then dances through the hallways. "You are absolutely crazy," I laugh.

This leads to people staring at us, but who cares? Obviously not me nor Chrissie.

We are our own people. We don't have to stop doing what we enjoy for the happiness of others. Our happiness should be above all.

I might as well join her. We danced through the halls all the way to my first period. Sometimes letting loose is the key to a great day.

When we get to the class we separate with our signature handshake. Now people may ask what that is. Well, we spin, booty bump, and dab each other up.

So totally us!

As I walk into the class i immediately stop.
Oh my God. This can not be happening. He is in my class! Oh my gosh, he is in my class!

Maybe if it repeat it, it will finally stick in my head.

"Good morning, Avyanna," greets Mr Ashford. "Good morning," I reply.

Mr Ashford is my favorite teacher. I love this class. In this class we are allowed to be who ever we want. It's a safe space. Writing is my break from reality.

This is my therapy.

I go to the back of the class. At this Mr. Ashford frowns. He knows how much I love this class. How I like to gain as much information as I can.

I'm usually in the front. So, me going to the back is a huge surprise. The class notices this as well. They seem to be worried.

But hey don't know the reason I went to the back was to get away from Grey. He is sitting in the front. More specifically my old seat.

I don't know what my feelings are towards him, and if I'm being honest that scares me. So, I'm doing what I do best. Run away from my problems.

When I reach the back everyone's eyes are in me. Awkward.

"Ok, class, I am assigning a partner project for you all," Mr Ashford says.

No one looks surprised. We all expect this from him. It would be surprising if we didn't have another project to do.

" You will learn about your partner and write an article about them. You will have at least six weeks to complete. This is worth half your grade for this semester. The group that I feel most deserving will get an internship," Mr Ashford says.

Everyone gasps. This could be huge for me. The start of my writing career. I need that internship.

J don't know how I will find time to do it but I will. I will do anything.

Mr. Ashford lists the names but that all fades. All I can hear is the sound of my increasing heartbeat and my mind saying 'please don't say me and Grey.'

Do not say me and Grey.

Do not say me and Grey.

Do not say me and Grey.

"Avyanna and Grey," announces Mr. Ashford. I instantly deflate and close my eyes. I guess I can't run from him any longer.

As soon as I open my eyes I see hazel eyes staring back at me. It electrifies my body. Just simple eye contact gave me....butterflies? It's like he is staring into my soul.

Oddly comforting. It feels like a trance. An illusion.

"Ok, class that is all. Go to your partners, and I wish each and everyone of you the best of luck," Mr Ashford says. With this Grey instantly gets up and walks toward my desk.

Cue mini panic attack.

Thoughts? This chapter was so much fun writing. What do you think is gonna happen next?

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