Action Figure (A Chresanto August Love Story)

Action Figure *Finale*

Chresanto's Point of View

A week later

"Would you leave me alone!" I cried to Emani as I continued to my locker. Ever since Lexi and I started talking she hasn't left my side.Speaking of Lexi I got to know her some more and she's a pretty chill chick. I don't know why she's friends with Emani though.

"And what's up with you as that camera? Stop recording me!" I commanded brushing past her.

"Why are you so harsh to me?" She asked me as her eyes filled up with tears and she slowly brought down her camera.

"Because I'm angry okay! I don't like people especially people that attend this school! Even the teachers are terrible. They ask me all the time why I even come to school. They see me as a failure and they think I'm going to end up like my older brothers!" I fumed slamming my locker shut.

"Is that what you really think?" She said in a small voice.

"Yes." I hissed.

"Okay." She nodded, pulled out a notebook and pen from her bag and started writing.

"What the fûck are you doing?" I huffed as she continued to scribble something down on the sheet of paper.

"Here." She handed me the piece of paper and walked away. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and started reading the note.

"Dear Mr. Tough Guy,

Pick your head up. I tired of talking to a black hoodie and an iPod.

I'm looking into your hazel colored atom bombs, the ones that people mistake for pupils. See professors always say that pupils like you are wasting your time in the class room, and that pupils like yours are always lost in dealing with thoughts in clouded halls of memories but I say use your radiation x ray vision to pierce through stereotypes and obstacles because you always wanted to be Superman anyways." I looked around before shoving the note in my backpack.

Lexi's Point of View

"And then he was so rude and hostile towards me!" My new best friend Armani droned on. After I told her that once again Chresanto said nothing about her in our numerous conversations.

"Wow." I stated uninterestedly.

"But at least he explained himself and it gave me an excuse to give him part of the letter I've been writing to him." She explained.

"Oh that's nice." I dully replied.

"Lexi, what's wrong?" She sincerely quizzed.

"Nothing, well you're always talking about Chresanto and it gets so annoying!" I whined dramatically throwing my body onto her bed.

"Oh I'm sorry. So what would you like to talk about?" She pulled out her journal and started writing again.

"Well we could...Oh my gosh never mind I'm just gonna go home so that you can continue to gawk over Chresanto because I know that's all you want to do." I giggled while I put my shoes back on.

"Okay bye Lex I'll talk to you later." She said not removing her attention from her notebook.

"Whatever." I shook my head and jogged to my house.

Chresanto's Point of View

I held up her picture frame as warm salty tears slid down my cheeks. I dramatically threw my head back into my pillow. I could still smell her strawberry scented shampoo that she normally used considering the fact that I haven't washed my bed spread or pillows since the incident.

When I was finally done crying I reached into my back pack and pulled out the letter Emani gave me. Whenever I read it for some reason it made me feel kind of good. I held it up and noticed something different, numbers on the back. I flipped over the sheet of paper, grabbed my phone, and dialed the number.