It All Began With You

Not On The Best Terms

The halls are dressed in black and white and the tiles are a checker board with humans as the pieces. The whole building sends a chill down my spine and reminds me of something out of my nightmares. I do not want to be here, I think and I wrap my arms around my chilled body; this is the last place I want to be. Unfortunately it is my fault I'm here, my doing, there is no going back now. Hesitantly I walk up to the door with the small twenty-one nailed above it, checking the paper in my hand as I do. This is it, this is where my actions have lead me, I slowly open the door, which lets out a tired old groan as the hinges protest.

Laughter sounds along the halls, joined with excited conversations and shouts. Model worthy girls perch on the tables like exotic birds gossiping and giggling, a football fly's above their heads between two jocks in varsity jackets parading their toned muscles. Groups of high schoolers sit around the room laughing and causing all kinds of ruckus, all except one group that sit silently staring at laptop screens with massive headphones which appear to be permanently strapped to their heads. A breath of air brushes my ear; I follow the breeze and see a blue striped paper plane gracefully gliding through the air before sliding across the tiled hall to stop with its nose against the wall. Dane brushes past me as he caught me looming at everyone. He holds my hand leaving me afirm and pulls me into a more quieter place where there was no one there.

"Are you a rapict or anything, because this place is a perfect place for it!" I chuckled.

"Ha you wish Summers, having me is too hard for you little weak girls," he replied nostalgically with a smirk on his face.

"Oh really, then do you wanna see who the big mama is, then huh?" before giving him a chance to reply, I push him to the wall as I jolt at his chest.

Then reality hit me and I realised that our faces were inches away from eachother and my hands were still feeling the muscles. I wanted him so badly and I think he did too. We stared at each other, our faces getting closer and closer. He takes a bold move and gently brings his hand on to my cheek and gently holds it their in place. Our eyes were fixed on eachother and his gaze slowly falls down onto my lips and I knew what he was asking for. I had no shame on doing so as I let my hands drop from his chest and put them over his neck as he draws his free hand over my waist.

"Summers..." he whispered as his breath hit my lips.

"Dane...".

We were just about to lean for the kiss when students started to pile in for their registrations and I quickly let go off him as I blankly stare at the floor. Heat radiating from my cheeks as I recall the bliss moment when his hands touched mine. They really had to ruin it. Ugh! He awkwardly smiles as he waves good bye to me. He mutters something under his breath but cought it.

"Oh Summers, what have you done to me".

My own private thoughts made me blush, a boy looking at me made me blush, being asked to hand out the text books made me blush. It wasn't cute either. It wasn't a soft pink like a healthy outdoors glow, it was beet red. Then the blushing made me blush harder until I was scarlet and roasting hot. After a time I took to wearing make-up to cover it, but it burnt through all the same. A thicker layer would only crack or age me by twenty years and so I was stuck with the tormenting blushes.

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The day ahead was boring except the times Dane gave me small smiles and we exchanged a few glances. He hadn't taken the move to come to me when I was around my friends when he was around his. Weirdly, I saw him in the library borrowing books. He didn't even come to meet me then, even when no was around us. Mybe he was too shy after our little..meeting. Or maybe he thinks I am not good enough for him. Or he might like someone else. Ok, I might be overthinking it but they are not all impossible.

However the most unexpected thing happened after school. Dane was standing there and was blatantly talking to a girl in our year. Pits of jealousy formed. He caught me staring at them across the school car park and subtly ignored me and avoided my presence. I felt toyed and betrayed. The possible things were starting to turn true. I got no texts from him, the same day. Not saying that he texts me everyday but he makes silly remarks and sends them to me but I got none.

Me: Hi Dane, sorry for such a weird situation today.

read at 6:54

Me: Dane what is up :(?

read at 8:21

I gave up by then so took the courage of going up to him the next day and clear all the confusions.

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