Before

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Before I lost my love, before everything around me became a blur, before I wished I could die, before I didn't know what anything was or would be,
Everything was perfect.

  It all started the day I was late to school. I had overslept and didn't get up until 2nd period started. I had to rush to do my make up and hair even though I thought it didn't help my hideousness. I had to jog up 4 streets and to the school where I dashed through the front doors and into the office where a black haired emo looking boy sat. I was a little embarrassed so I casually strode up to the front desk where the office lady gave me a strange look. I wouldn't say I'm not kind of emo my self but I don't like to be classified. I can't help being classified as an 10th grader though because that's what I am. After staring at me for quite a few seconds the lady at the desk asked me in a snooty teacher voice if I needed something. If I didn't need something I wouldn't be up here in this ugly office now would I? I fought to keep my words to myself and instead said

  "Why, yes I do. As you can see I'm running late and I was wondering if I needed a pass because if I do may I have one?" and then added, "Please?" She looked at me with a funny look and then ripped a paper from a stack of passes and began to write on it. While she was writing I glance over at the boy, who was staring right at me.
  Embarrassed I quickly turn back towards the lady hoping he didn't see my face go red. After I felt my face cool down a little I look over again and see that he had began to walk towards the boys bathroom.
"Here." The voice made me jump and I realized the lady was trying to give me the pass. I snatch it out of her hands and began to walk to my 2nd period class and by the time I got there, it was already half over.

  I remember that entire day I couldn't stop thinking about the black haired boy who seemed to linger in my thoughts even when I wasn't thinking about him. I know I was crazy but  I wish I knew him, I wish I could be the one to tell people about him and I whished I could learn to love someone as attractive as him. He was someone I longed to know and possibly love. And even though I had never met him and I didn't even know his name I thought I could live forever with that face and kept the hope that he was a nice person and that I would be able to even meet him again.
  That night I had dreamt that I had met the man of my life and right after he had died. I woke up startled and in a strange mood type of trance. Besides the mood trance thing that stupid freaky dream had caused me to be late once again. So when I arrived at school during second period I strode right up to the lady's desk and asked for a pass. I had momentarily forgot about the boy but as soon as I remembered I looked over to the same bench and saw him there. Staring at me. Instinctively I turned away.
  Then I told my self NO I need to be able to make a step toward even looking at him. So I looked and once again he started walking towards the bathroom. Taking the pass from the lady I decide to take the long way to class by walking directly in front of him that way I knew he would know I was real, living and here in front of him. I didn't stop once til I got to class.
  At lunch, I saw him sitting at a table with another boy, this boy looked like a 9th grader and just like the black haired boy. My first thought was brothers, but then I reminded myself some cousins look alike. When I walked past them I heard the younger boy say Keiran. I instantly fell in love with name and I had never heard it before. The rest of that day went by with thoughts of the name Keiran and the face the name owned.

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