Mr. Brand New

Mr. Brand New || One Shot

"Josiah...?" I muttered aloud.

That's a new student, isn't it?

No, it definitely wasn't. The face structure and body type were all too familiar to be new...foreign. However, I continued to question, myself who this person really was. I mean, his style had enhanced, with a fresh haircut to match, he grew just a bit and his attitude cleary sharpened, making him almost completely unrecognizable. In all, I could say was I was in utter shock.

"Josiah?"

He didn't hear me. This time I didn't know whether it was intentional or accidental. Not once did he spare me a glance. Pondering back to last year, I remembered, whether we're speaking or not, he would always steal glances. Most of the time I think it's out of curiosity but other times... the look he gave me made me think differently. With that, the action cut deep and I was stuck in nothing but hurt.

Aug 25 at 1:43

Josiah: Lol, it seems like we fight once every year

Me: Hmm... I guess your right
Idk lol you need to be chill

Josiah: *laughing emoji*
U randomly asked me who I like

Me: I do it to everyone really
Lol

Josiah: Anyway, what's in the past is what's in the past

Me: True
That means no more fighting or I'll kick in the balls :)

Josiah: XD
We argued over stupid shit anyway

Me: Exactly hence the reason why I'll kick you in your balls for the next time we fight because it's gonna be for something stupid

Josiah: Ur an awesome and loyal friend

Me: Well ima Cancer sooo ofc

Josiah: Lol true

For a second, I had to contain my composure. I was still as ice just thinking to myself: how do two people go from acting like best friends to just about complete strangers? Then I paused. Glancing down at my attire, I started to feel self conscious. Did my attire deem me unworthy of his attention now that he upgraded his own? Did my hair not fit standards? Were the people I was around deemed of a lower class than his social group?

"Some people changed..." my best friend, Aliyah trailed off watching what just occurred along side of me.

"Mhm." I half heartedly added.

My usual sass depleted with my confidence and cheery mood. I was in no position to even mumble a word. I feared I'd break down in front of everyone so I kept quiet.

"...Not only did he ignore me but he even ignored Daniela." Aliyah recapped the event to our small group of friends once we reach back to them.

Tears welled up at a rapid speed that no matter how many times I tried to stop them, they'd return right back threatening to pour,  "That shit hurt bruh... knowing that we talk heavy and we're friends or whatever..." I shook my head, I couldn't go on anymore.

I guess everyone made sophomore year the year of change.

When I got home after school that day, I let loose and emptied myself of every single drop of tear I had left.

Even while I wrote this entry.

I need to leave Albertson High.

The next day after school my eyes were finally dry but my messenger app, unfortunately, wasn't.

Sept 8 at 12:36

Josiah: Hey

Me: Hi

With the simple greeting, I couldn't help but feel myself being reeled back into my old ways. Being a victim to charm, compliments, and finally just attention, it was easy for the hurt to dissolve only to be replaced by the butterflies that erupt every time I waited patiently for his reply.

My crush just seems to never ease... but that's just it. Was it even a crush, though? Can a crush - a simple liking towards a boy - truly extend for years? Or was it more?

All I know is this feeling was too strong to just forget.