It's been 2 months since the the funeral and I finally started going back to school. Since then, I've realized Thalia wouldn't like it if we spent the rest of our lives just mourning her death. She would want us to never forget about her, not as the girl that died, but the fun girl that loved life. It took time to be okay with living my life regularly, but I'm getting better piece by piece.
Now that I started going back to school, I've learned that the homecoming dance is in two weeks and Ryan still hasn't asked me yet. Honestly, I don't think he is because he hates dances. Right now, I was at school and everyone was gathered around Bella and Connor because he just asked her to go to homecoming with him. It was so perfect how he asked her.
It all started out with this morning. Connor walked up to me and asked me to give Bella roses while we were in second period. Bella gave me a puzzled look and I just smiled and went back to paying attention to the teacher. Later in the day at break Connor put a note up on her locker saying "Like the roses?" Bella and Connor weren't dating and she had no idea that he liked her so she doesn't know it's him. She took the note from her locker looking around to see if anyone was around that she knew would give it to her. Then at lunch Connor stood up on the platform next to the gym and got everyone's attention in the quad.
"Bella Spade, on the first day of school I asked you what your name was and you stuck out your hand and told me that you were the girl of my dreams."
I saw Dean beside me with his hand over his chin and looking up indicating he was thinking. "Wait," he paused and looked at me and Bella. "We were still together on the first day of school." I punched his arm and told him to be quiet so Connor could finish his proposal.
Connor looked from Dean back to Bella, and continued, "And ever since then I thought about you every day and never stopped. I am absolutely crazy about you. Will you please come to homecoming with me?" Bella ran up to him and hugged him as tight as she could.
She pulled away and looked up into his eyes saying, "I wouldn't dream of going with anyone else, but you." she kissed him softly on the lips. I smiled and started clapping as did everyone else. All of a sudden I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist and kiss my cheek. I smiled slightly and craned my neck to peck his lips.
By the end of the week all of my friends had dates except for me. Alex is going with James and Lily is going with Cayden. I'm convinced that I'm probably going alone. Well, Bella, me, Alex, and Lily are all supposed to go together with our dates, but I will probably be alone just like at the wedding. This weekend we were at my mom's house because last weekend we were at my dad's house. My grandma is taking the girls to a birthday party this weekend so I will be at the house alone.
The bell rang ending 8th period which is the last period of the day. I gathered my stuff and headed towards my locker getting ready to go home and cry. I grabbed the books I needed for this weekend and shut it only to find Ryan leaning up against the locker next to mine. "Hey, beautiful." he said smiling.
"Hey." I said simply while clutching my books to my chest and giving him a slight smile.
"Are you going to your dad's house this weekend?" he asked with a frown.
"Nope. I will be at home alone because the girls are going to my grandma's." he frowned and leaned against my locker with his arms crossed.
"Can we hang out?" he asked with hope in his eyes.
"Of course we can. Tonight Bella, Connor, Alex, James, Lily, and Cayden are coming over and I was going to ask you. We are going to watch a bunch of movies together." I smiled wide at him while grabbing his hand.
"Yeah, sure." he asked looking straight ahead.
"Bella and them are sleeping over at my house tonight. You can sleep over too if you want."
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The Unwanted Life
Mystery / Thriller"Did you want this life?" I got this question a couple times in my life. And every single time someone would ask me this question, I would simply say yes just to spare them the depressing details of my life. I hated lying, but naturally we wouldn't...