It's time to start over

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I always say to myself that "he's just an asshole, a normal boy that is no different to others"
But I'm only in year 9, I've still got a life ahead of me, so I agree to start over. I guess I've always found boys better than girls. I don't like makeup, dresses or anything girly. Maybe that's why I don't like playing with girls. Because my interests are in books and writing. None of the girls like that or not that I know of anyway.

I still think of him, I try not to, but I can't. The bell rings. It's lunchtime, so I walk to lunch. This time after nearly 2 years, I'm sitting alone at lunch. I've never felt so disconnected to everyone. Until this girl comes up and says "do you mind if I sit with you" I said sure, and we started a conversation.

Girl: hi you probably don't know me but I'm in your English class
Me: hi, I'm elena and your?
Girl: Lucy
Me: so what made you want to sit here with me?
Girl: actually I've always wanted to sit with you, but Eric would always sit with you so I never had a chance

When Lucy said his name I suddenly felt sad and depressed. I took a deep breath and said

Me: well he won't be sitting here anymore.
Girl: why not?
Me: it's a long story.
Girl: well I'll see you later then
Me: bye

I stopped smiling and I felt tears falling down to my cheeks, I wiped them and then put away my lunch

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