CHAPTER 2

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Me and Scarlet were walking to our first period AP calculus class talking about everything under the sun. Talking to her feels so easy, like her and I are the same person with the same emotions and can understand eachother perfectly.
We sat on our seats and I was telling her about what had happened yesterday, then our calculus teacher, Mr. Smith walked into class and asked for everyone's attention, "We have a new student with us, please introduce yourself." he said. Me and Scarlet were not paying much attention as we were still laughing about how I liked his post from 2016. But suddenly I gasped for air, it felt like I couldn't breathe, I saw the new guy, Aaron Williams, my ex. The guy who shattered my heart into a million pieces, making me feel like I could never love anyone again. He had been my best friend since childhood, and we dated for 5 years.
"Hi! My name is Aaron Willi-" he said, stopping mid sentence after he saw me. This guy made me the happiest person I ever was in those 5 years, but no one ever broke me more than him. He broke up with me through a single text saying "We aren't going to work out, what we have is nothing more than puppy love." Then he blocked my number. I was depressed for months after that, all I wanted to do was sleep, wake up, eat, and the cycle continued. My sister and Scarlet were there for me though. So, when me and Scarlet saw Aaron, all I felt was sadness and all she felt was rage. I could see by her face that if the teacher wasn't here, she would fight him.
"You can sit next to Navy, Navy please raise your hand" Mr. Smith said. I reluctantly raised my hand even though I didn't want him to sit next to me. "Hey." he said as if it's the first time he has ever met me. I ignored him even though he was trying to talk to me most of the class. I acted like he doesn't even exist and was doodling on my desk, well our desk now. "Ok, Nave you can't keep ignoring me forever, I mean we are in the same school now." he said looking defeated. "Don't ever call me that again." I told him. 
I raised my hand "Can I go out and get some fresh air?" I asked Mr. Smith, he nodded and I stepped out. It finally felt like I could breathe again. I didn't even notice I was catching my breath, he didn't have this effect on me when we first started dating. But, as the relationship went on, it felt like I was scared of losing him more and more. He was my everything and I thought I was his, but if I was, it wouldn't have been that easy for him to leave.
I cleared my head and went back to class.
At this point, I just wished I could disappear and live a new life in Hawaii with a different name and identity.

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