I left Mrs Sanders' office in a great mood, after finding out all the changes that were happening to the school. I ran to my dorm room wanting to fill Melanie and Taylor in on what happened.
"Guys!" I burst in, "You won't b-" I cut off as I realised I had walked into Matt's room once again. He was sitting on a bed with his arm wrapped around some blond bimbo, kissing her. "Matt?" I was too shocked for words. Unsure of what else to do, I turned on my heel and ran.
"Leah?" I heard him in his room. "Leah, oh fuck." I heard footsteps behind me. He's a football player, I thought, I could never out-run him.
"Leah, for fuck's sake. Stop!" The only advantage I had was the head-start. I kept running, now completely lost. Ah. Why did I have such a bad sense of direction? I turned a sharp corner and kept running. There was a figure at the end of the corridor. Shit. It was tattoo guy. If Matt shouted to him to get me, I would be caught. I only had to run past him before Matt got in the corridor and had the chance to realise it was tattoo guy.
"Leah?" Tattoo guy said.
"Hi." I said as I approached him. "Talk later..." and past I zoomed, running faster than I ever thought possible, running purely on adrenaline. Oh dear... I looked in front of me. Stairs. Unless I took them two at a time, they would slow me down, and I didn't want to stop. Two at a time it is.
But in one swift motion I had swung onto the banister and was sliding down faster than even Matt could run. As I got down the six floors that got me to the ground floor, I was suddenly exhausted, all the energy I had was gone. But I had to keep running.
"Leah!" It was Matt. Wait, what?! How was he on this floor at the same time as me? Then it clicked.
This school has an elevator.
Damn it. Why didn't I think of it? And yet I kept running, out of the building and towards the stables. No, Leah. He'll know you're there. I thought, and turned around, now I was running straight at him. He seemed totally bewildered. I ran and ran, and I ran straight past him, back into the school. Conveniently, the elevator doors had just opened and some people came out. I ran into it and pressed the six multiple times hoping to speed up the process. I could see Matt running to the elevator, but the doors were already closing. I smiled at him and waved.
"Try all you want, Matt." I said. "You will NEVER get me." And the elevator doors shut, adding a dramatic effect. I took the time to get my breath back, and as the doors opened again, I was back on a roll, my body working completely separately to my brain. My arms pumping at my sides, my legs running with a new energy. And then suddenly I could see him.
Eric.
He gave me a strange look as I ran past, obviously wondering why the hell I was running.
"This is all your fault, Eric. All your fault!" I screamed, my throat clogging up. I turned a corner and finally hit open my room's door, causing Melanie to shriek and Taylor to take up a ridiculous karate stance. I jumped into my bed and just sobbed into my pillow, ignoring Melanie's attempts to calm me down.
I was not sad that Matt had cheated on me. In fact, I felt no emotions what-so-ever, regarding the bitch he was snogging.
I was depressed because of Eric. I was breaking down because he treated me like a stranger. I was absolutely heartbroken because a guy I hardly knew wouldn't even acknowledge my existence.
God, I am such a looser.
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