First Love

Chapter twenty-five

The website keeps deleting my posts(this is the third time), so I'm kind of pissed off, on top of what I'm already feeling. I'm sad that the guy I like likes this other girl who's sort of my friend, but doesn't know but doesn't like him either anyway and disappointed that I only got one vote and one comment. So of course, this chapter is dedicated to Unique123x. Aside from the fact that hers is the only comment, it also made cheered me up. If you vote and comment, I will love you forever. <3 Okay, nuff rambling, ENJOY the latest chappie. >.<

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First Love

Chapter twenty-five

Haydn's POV:

"What's that you wanted to talk to me about, Hayer?" Ciara asked sweetly as I walked into her house.

"We should sit down," I said. This was how I always (until Leia) broke up with/ dumped my girlfriends. I went to their house and sat them down.

"Because I dated you the longest and I've known you longest too, I'm going to say this as nicely as possible," I started my break up speech for Ciara.

She gasped. "You don't like my new look, do you? I knew I shouldn't have..." Ciara muttered to herself. I just stared at her. What was she talking about?She looked the same was when we started dating.

"CeCe, calm down," I told her, taking her hand. "You're really hot." She really was. She was just too obsessed about her looks and what people thought of her.

"Then what's the problem, baby?" she said, pouting.

"I'm going to say this in the nicest way possible, okay? I think we should stop seeing each other," I smiled to assure her. "I can be cheesy, but-"

"It's Layla, isn't it?!" she shrieked, standing up. "I'm prettier and hotter that her! What does she have that I don't?"

"This isn't about her. This is about us. You're great when you chose to be, but honestly, you're crafty, manipulative, and mean," I said, also getting up.

"But Haydn, I love you. I worked so hard to get you," she sobbed.

"It can't be forced," I replied, emotionless. Maybe I sound really heartless, but I just couldn't stand Ciara. I only just realised that the only way I was happy when I was with Ciara is if I pushed how I really felt away. I pushed away the love for Leia that never went away and the hate for Ciara that kept on building.

"So you were leading me on? We can be happy together. We were! Just forget about everything," she said throwing herself to me.

"You know, maybe it is about Leia. I love her and you engineered a plot to break us apart. It worked, but I'm getting her back," I said.

"You love me, Haydn! You know you do!"

"Are you even listening to me?" I rolled my eyes. "Forget it. I'm leaving." I walked toward her front door.

"Wait," she demanded. "Answer me first. Tell me one thing she has that I don't."

Without hesitation, I answered, "Self-respect. And that's one of many."

Then I walked out of Ciara's house.

~Next day, Drama~

"This class is actually quite much faster than the others," Mr Ross told the class. We applauded.

"That is why," he continued, " I'm allowing this class to use this entire period for bonding. Bonding is essential in a play or anything, really. Actors have to know each other so that they act well together and the crew has to know what everyone can do and things like that. I'm still going to be here, so if you want, the cast can still rehearse and I can give my opinion."