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How am I suppose to go to school, face the people who sides Diana more? I can't even go to basketball trainings now, I have counseling sessions everyday.
It's very hard for me to go through the day. Everyday is the same thing.
Now looking in the mirror is also very hard for me.
"Blake!" Eve approach at my locker, "I want to drop out of school." I say, putting my head into my locker.
"What are you talking about? We're about to graduate soon, stop being so crazy." She flicks my ear.
"Blake Alexandra Anderson," I turn to look at Cameron.
"You got a letter from University Of Florida." Aaron says.
"You need to open it." Realm passes the letter to me.
I took in a deep breath, "after that match, I don't think I am able to play basketball ever again." I chuckled lightly and open up the letter.
"Dear Blake Anderson, you are recommended and accepted into University of Florida--"
I immediately stop reading any further and hug Eve, which turns into a group hug.
"Looks like I will be seeing you more often, Anderson." Cameron smiles at me, "I just can't wait to get out of this school." I stated.
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"I want to read some of my favorite entries written by you guys." Our literature smiled at us, I sit beside Jace, all tense up.
"Picture this. In 10 years, I bump into you on the street. I say hi, you say it back. I ask how your life is. You tell me about your wife and your kids. And when you do, it will break my heart. Not because I don't want you to be happy. Because that's all I want. But because 10 years ago... I pictured somebody else asking how your life is. And you would tell them about me." The teacher then put the paper down and sighs, looking at the next.
"For so long you seemed to be a shooting star in my eyes - an endless meteor shower of beautifully falling stardust. But overtime, your shine dulled and slowly faded into nothing... You no longer appeared as the wonderful light that guided my way through the darkness and instead you became it. So, I had to keep walking. And I guess I just stopped looking up at the sky."
She looks up at us with a smile on her face, "would any love to stand up claim that this work is yours?" She ask.
Silence. Only silence.
It's so tense too.
I slowly stood up, "it's mine. They're both mine." I say, putting my hands in the pockets of my hoodie.
They're both about Jace.
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"I want to talk to you." Jace says, coming up next to me.
"There's nothing to talk about." I coldly say, not even looking at him.
"I don't know what I did but I am sorry..?" Jace pulls me by the arm.
"I don't care, Collins. I don't care how much you always been there for me, I don't care how much you love me, I don't care, Collins. I know everything, you also know everything-- There's no need to say anything more because I want to give up on this person that I have loved since I was a kid." I look into his beautiful eyes of his.
"We can't be together anyway, you're in Stanford, I am in Florida. We're moving on." I wave goodbye, and walk away with a sharp pain in my heart.
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Hope
Dla nastolatkówIf two people are meant to be, they will eventually find their way back some way, somehow. Life have its ways.