drive ♢ muke ✔️

viii

i scurry around school, desperate to make it to class before the lecture starts. there's a pit of emptiness in my stomach. maybe it was because i was too broke to afford the pair of shoes i wanted or maybe it was because of the cruel comment luke said yesterday.

i see the girl from yesterday, the girl making out with the boy. she's alone now. i'll admit it, she's really pretty for a girl. she has soft looking blond hair and wide brown eyes. she's tall and skinny but she has a rather large chest, she could pass for a model.

her name is bryana holly.

"hey michael," she greets sweetly.

"hi," i force a smile and reply.

she's a law major too.

"do you mind if i walk to class with you?" she asks, her big doe eyes widening in a way i can't possibly refuse.

"fine," i say shortly.

she doesn't say anything after that. we continue walking. it's almost silent, except for the sound of her heels clicking on the tiles noisily. i look down at her small feet and i'm surprised to see that she's wearing a pair of shoes that look exactly like the pair luke was holding yesterday.

they were the same sparkly pink pumps that had sharp and tall heels.

a burst of anger floods through me when i think about luke. he's such a homophobic asshole, how dare he tell me i'd burn in hell just because i'm gay?

what a complete fucker.

i can't restrain myself from asking. "where'd you get your shoes from?"

bryana raises her eyebrows and hides her small hands in the pocket of her oversized black sweater. "it was a gift from my boyfriend," she finally says.

"ashton?" i guess.

"um, yeah. sure." bryana replies, coughing awkwardly.

"hey baby, wanna ditch?" another voice cuts in. i just see wavy light brown hair with streaks of blond running through it. the hazel eyed boy smiles fondly.

"i payed twenty thousand dollars just to be here, i'm not missing any classes." bryana replies sassily. "but maybe later ashton."

"fine, come to my apartment after five alright?" ashton asks.

bryana seems hesitant. "i don't know, i have plans."

"come on baby, sneak out like you did last time. he'll never figure out." ashton says in a tone so persuasive, even i'm tempted.

"fine. and he'll never know about this, correct?" bryana gnaws on her bottom lip nervously.

"of course my love," ashton says before leaning down and pressing a short but sweet kiss onto her lips.

i fake gag and walk away. maybe one day, i won't be grossed out every time a couple kisses in public.

maybe one day, i'll be the person being kissed.

i chuckle and shake my head. no one wants to kiss me, i'm gross. i feel a twinge of sadness within me, i'll never settle down and be happy. i'll be lonely for the rest of my life.

but i guess that's just how life works.