The Key To Your Heart | Teen Fiction

Four|| Save My Life

I've got doubts and questions too

Behind this smile, I'm really just like you

Afraid and tired and insecure

("Save My Life" by Sidewalk Prophets)

The Key To Your Heart ✴ Chapter Four

I walked down the halls of Evergreen High, keeping my head down and my eyes on the ground. It was to avoid the glares, staring faces, and scoffs. I knew what they were thinking about me. And even though I kept my head down, I could feel their eyes staring me down.

I wasn't bad, I wasn't.

Or was I? Did hanging around Zay and Quinn make me bad? Maybe...maybe not. But I didn't care. Zay and his sister accepted me. I just had to keep telling myself that. They accepted me, they accepted me, they accepted me...

I turned the corner, trying to also ignore the fact that no matter how many times I turned, I would always see couples all around me. Pretty much every girl in my Highschool had a boyfriend, had a date to the school dance next week, had someone who was there for them.

Not me.

But one day I'd find him. One day I'd meet him.

Until then, I'd have to stay strong alone. I wasn't going to do what most people in today's day did. I wasn't going to get caught up in the wrong relationship. Nope. I wanted to make sure that when I found love, it would be true love. Not something stupid that wasn't going to last.

I reached the end of the hall where I grabbed a few things from my locker and went out the door. All my classes for were done for the day. Now, I was going to meet up with Quinn so we could grab a snack and a coffee. And then her and I were going to go cheer Zay on at his football game.

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Quinn grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd, as we searched for somewhere to sit. The bleachers were so close to full and we just barely found a seat towards top middle. Not the best seats but it was our fault anyway for getting here late.

I wasn't too into football but Quinn had insisted that I come with her to watch Zay play. She said that he could use a couple of cheerleaders. So here I was. I couldn't understand half the game and zoned out several times, although Quinn was fully engaged and cheered along with the rest of the crowd.

I just sat there, looking at Quinn rather then what was happening on the field. The wind blew through her dark hair and her dark eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Quinn was the most beautiful girl I had probably ever seen. I always wished that I could look like here, be like her. She was a role model to me. She was so strong. And I wanted to be strong. She really helped me out a lot.

Towards the end of the game, Quinn nudged me. "What's up with you? Isn't this exciting?"

"Hmm? Oh, to be honest, I'm not too interested. I've just never been able to get into this game. Sorry."

She smiled a little. "That's alright, I shouldn't have forced you to come. Although...if you payed more attention, I do think you could learn to love it."

"No...it's just not for me." I stated, thinking of all the terms and positions that I couldn't even begin to understand. "The game's almost over, do you mind if I go get a snack?"

"You go ahead."

"Thanks. You want anything?"

"No, I'm good."

"Okay, I'll be back in a few."I pushed the straps of my purse farther up my shoulder and squeezed past several people before making it out of the row.

I made it to the confessions stand; only a few others were there, seeing that most people here actually cared about seeing the end of the game. But knowing Quinn, she'd fill me in on everything afterwards, so I didn't really need to stay and watch anyway.

I stood in line behind a couple other people, waiting and trying to decide weather I should get a hot dog or nachos. Or both...

When the waiting started taking longer than I had expected, my mind began wandering. I ended up finding myself day dreaming right there in line. I didn't even realize that I was doing it until, I heard a voice from behind me.

"Excuse me, are you in line?"

I turned around to face the owner of the voice. "Oh, I'm sorry, yeah, I-"

I stopped mid-sentence when I realized who it was. I would know those eyes anywhere.

"Yeah...I was in line...sorry." I said slowly.

He looked at me for moment, like he was trying to figure out where he'd seen me before. But no, he wouldn't remember me. Would he?

"I'm sorry, but do you work at the movie theater?" He asked, finally.

Oh my goodness, he did remember me!

" I do." I answered him not seeing how he would possibly remember me. "How did you know?

"I just recognized you. I remember people really easily. I'm weird that way." He smiled awkwardly.

But his smile slowly faded as he pauses, intently looking into my eyes. "Are you okay?"

"What?"

"There's something wrong. I can see the pain in your eyes."

"Oh..." That was so considerate of him to ask if I was okay. He didn't even know me hardly, but yet he saw the pain in my eyes.

"I...I'm fine."

"Okay." There was an awkward silence between the two of us before he continued. I think he knew I was lying about being fine. "So, are you liking the game so far?"

"Eh, not really. I've never really been into football that much. I only came here because a friend asked me to."

"Really? I never really got into the game either. I only came to pick up my sister. I just thought I'd come get a snack. I'm Ryder, by the way." He held out his hand for me to shake. "Ryder Leeson."

I shook his hand and smiled. "I'm Jayden. Jayden Denver."

He smiled back. "That's a nice name."

I blushed. I don't even know why I blushed. He only said that my name was nice. Why was I being so weird?

"Thank you."

Ryder looked around and then pointed out a girl not too far away from us. "That's my sister over there. I should probably go. She's waiting for me. It was nice to meet you."

"It was nice to meet you too."

He paused for a moment, his deep blue eyes looking into my hazel ones. "Are you sure you're okay?"

I sighed, looking back at him. 

There was a long silence before I said, "To be honest...not really."

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(Whenever I end a chapter dramatically or with quotation, I always imagine like the dramatic music playing or whatever like in the movies. Am I the only one? XD Anyways, this chapter really needs some editing buuut, yeah. I'll have to go back and do that later. Please vote and comment telling me what you though! You guys's comments really mean a lot and I'd really like to know your thoughts so I can know what to keep doing and what's just not workin'. Thanks!!)