Paper Lives

Chapter 2

Quentin's POV
Here I am unpacking the stuff I had last minutely placed in my backpack because of my stupid alarm clock which woke me up an hour late. As I was going through all the unpacking stuff I found a picture of me and margo when we were little. Our parents were so close and we were best friends. I still can't believe I'm supposed to forget about this girl. I didn't even realize I brought this picture.
This college thing is new to me and I really hope I blend in well. I don't want to find myself staying in my comfort zone just like in high school. Come to think of it , I never really found myself till I found margo. Or when I was looking for margo.
This little thought came back to me telling me that Im still in love with Margo. I mean, we never actually talked.
But I quickly told myself "ugh q forget about it"
So I went straight back to unpacking.
Just when things couldn't get worser, I got a freaking paper cut. I was trying to sort out my books when suddenly, just suddenly, my hand accidentally got sliced by a piece of paper. Oh god how much I hate paper cuts. I'm scared of the bleeding part. You know how much I hate bleeding. During 4th grade I wasn't a very opened minded boy but margo kept on telling me to make these paper aeroplanes so she could past me notes during classes.
I was really good at it though.
Till this one day. I had to tell margo that I couldn't meet her after class because I had to meet my grandparents after school. Or at least I thought that was the reason for it. But moving on, I was making aeroplanes when my pinkie got sliced by the edge of a piece of paper. I didn't know what to do so I screamed randomly allowing the class teacher having to check if I was okay. Eventually she found out about my notes and sent me to detention after school. Resulting me to not do anything after school.
So paper cuts had never been my thing since then.
I went straight to the bathroom and cleaned the blood up. I jumped to my bed and tried to relax my mind and forget all the crap I've been through today.
But there was one thing I couldn't get off my mind
How Margo's eyes were bright blue when I went with her that night. She had always been gorgeous, not even a single flaw. I loved the way she was spontaneous about her adventures and told me great stories about them. Just when I was about to get into that mood again, Ben called me.
"Q, this place sucks and Lacey wouldn't reply my texts. Its been TWO straight minutes"
Oh Ben, how hes new to these relationship stuff.
"Ben, I've had a bad day. I'll call you later bloody ben"
"God q, DONT CALL ME THAT. Ugh bye"
He hung up just when I was about to say goodbye. Then i thought about how weird it was to have been in love with a girl who was definitely out of my league. I got up and looked out the window.
Just before i went to bed I paused and said
"Goodnight Margo"