- Laden -
As I walked away from the cafeteria, I couldn't help but feel broken. I felt broken, because I had been so... so hopeful that maybe, just maybe, she would realize what a monster she had turned into. For a moment, Jane was herself again, I saw through her facade. But the moment had come and gone, and there was nothing to do about it.
"I still can't believe you actually did it though..." I said, not looking at him.
"I still can't believe you actually changed..." I laugh cruelly.
"I did didn't I? Oh well Laden... things are different now." I said. "And things have changed. I am not your best friend any more Laden. Grow up and find a new one, I'm not what I used to be, and so leave me the fuck alone."
I flinched as Jane's words ran through my head again. She was right. She was not what she used to be. She was a monster. My class after lunch went by quickly, but Jane wasn't in the class after lunch. What had happened to her? Had she gotten hurt?
I shook those thoughts away from me. She had been a bitch, and I shouldn't let her ruin me. Ms. Graceland had let us out early, and I ran outside for gym class, and I saw something on the roof of the building. I squinted to make out the image up there, and was surprised.
It was Jane.
As she stood on the roof, her blond curls blowing in the wind, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked... standing in the wind, her hair blowing around her, looking strong and beautiful. And how I looked... my black hair short, my glasses sliding off the bridge of my nose as I looked down at my old gym clothes, and I sighed.
High school ruined everything.
It ruined me,
It ruined my friend,
It ruined my friendship,
It just ruined everything.
No matter what we say, or promise, or hope, things will always change. New friends, new teachers, new school, new people. Everything familiar slips away, and whether I like it or not, it will change things. Everywhere, things are changing. And Jane changed along with everything, and I slipped into the background of the picture.
She became the popular one of the school
I got left behind.
Life is just a cruel joke isn't it? It plays around with us, like we are puppets, and it does what ever it pleases. Later, gym class ends, and I look back up.
Jane had left.
I kick the dirt and go back into the school. I groan inwardly. Science class, Jane and I had the same class. It was the last class of the day, and we still had not gotten our assigned seats for it.
As I went into the classroom, all eyes were on me. I would assume as much. I did hit the Queen Bee of their school upside the head with my binder. I looked down at the ground, and I still felt eyes on me. It felt so awkward. Then, all the tension vanished from me. I glanced up. Jane had walked in.
She stood there, looking as though she was the center of the universe. Her blond curls twisted on top of her head now instead of down, her clear green eyes staring at everyone, except for me. I was invisible.
Our teacher walked in. I was surprised, I was expecting a teacher that was old, but Ms. Johns looked fresh out of college. She smiled at the class.
"Today, you will be receiving your assigned seats. I have arranged them so that you meet people that you usually don't talk to."She said, her voice young and clear. "I will call out your seat by number, as the tables are numbered. She went through the list, and I wasn't really paying attention until I heard my name called.
"Laden Brags, number 25." I heard a few whispers. I shrugged them off. I walked over, and sat down. Then I heard another name, the one and only I couldn't decide whether or not I wanted to hear.
"Jane Silard, number 26." You could feel the tension high in the air. Jane sighed loudly in annoyance.
"Ok, FINE. I will move over there with the twerp." Jane sauntered over and, if I may say so, making a big show out of it, sat down next to me.
I rolled my eyes. God, she deserved TWO smacks to the head! She had turned into such a monster... one in clothes that fit her body perfectly showing every curve... and one with clear green eyes so beautiful it made me want to cry... and one with beautiful blond curls... and-
I snapped my self out of it. She was a monster... a jerk, and she changed. She is no longer the sweet, nerdy Jane that I knew and had loved... no... this was an experienced heart breaker...
A heart breaker that held my fragile heart in her hands.
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Heyyyyy! Nicole here! Hope that you enjoyed this chapter... I know that I posted it when I was like halfway through, but I still had to finish it! I hope that you enjoyed it. Next time I am thinking about having it from Jane's point of view... imagine that!
Wanna sugarcube?
-Nicole-
