What I did for Love

Chapter 6: The Day Everything Changed

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[Todd's P.O.V.]

4 and 1/2 Years Earlier, September 16th, 2011.

Going to school with Quinn was amazing for the first few days. The days where I was her only friend but ONE day I'm at school and I'm putting my bag in my locker when Quinn pushes me and tells me to hurry the fuck up, because she was going to miss the bus. 

"Damnn, Todd how slow can you be? We have to catch this bus or we'll have to walk home and then we won't have time to finish the project." Quinn said while pacing, impatiently across the hallway.

"Ok ok, I think I have all my books for the weekend, let's go." I say, throwing my backpack over my shoulder and locking my lock. 

"Ok! Hurry the hell up." Quinn said and walked faster than I've ever seen in my life, towards the front doors. I had to run to catch up. 

Just as we pushed open the doors we saw the bus about to close it's doors. Quinn and I ran for our lives but we still didn't make it. Thankfully some kid on the bus mentioned for the bus driver to stop and he let us on. We found a seat almost in the back. I was never really a fan of sitting in the middle or in the front, the back is way more fun. Surprisingly it was quiet in the back, normally I'd expect it to be packed full of kids jumping around and yelling at each other but what do I know? I've never had to take the bus. 

"Just give me a sec.." Quinn said to me while getting up and looking around for someone or something. When she spotted it she moved over me from the window seat (which I'd graciously given to her) and walked to another seat.

"Quinnie, the fuck you doing?" I asked, turning my head to see who Quinn was talking to.

"Hey, I'm Quinn. I just wanted to thank you for telling the bus driver to stop for us. You basically saved me and Todd." Quinn grinned at the boy, ignoring me even though I'd called her by a name she hated.

"Yeah, it was no problem. I was tryna do something nice for a good looking girl like you-" I knew that voice. I could tell who's voice that was from a mile away. It was Nolan Parks, the biggest asshole I've ever met.

As Nolan finished his sentence, Quinn started blushing, and I mean for real blushing. Quinn has blushed with me before but this wasn't the same. Her entire face was tomato red. I starred blankly at what I knew was going to be my worst nightmare. My worst nightmare of seeing someone steal Quinn away from me. I closed my eyes for a few seconds hoping to block out the world and for a moment I thought it was all a dream until Quinn slapped me across my face.

"Owww. What was that for?" I ask, holding my face where she had slapped me and looking up at her in confusion.

"Great. You're awake. I thought you were asleep for a second." She sighs, relieved. 

"Why the hell would I be sleeping in the 2 minutes you left me?" I ask.

"Well sorry buddy.. I didn't think you would care that much, I have done worse to you." She said with a smirk on her face, probably remembering a couple of times she'd hit me in the past.

"Nah, it's alright. Come sit." I say, patting the seat next to me for her.

It's been five minutes and no one has spoken a word. I glance at Quinn who I see is starring blankly into the distance, but when I follow her stare I realize she wasn't starring into space but into the eyes of Nolan Parks who was starring back at her. I feel myself about to throw up after watching them make googlie eyes at each other and of course, Quinn's smiling the smile she used to smile at me.

To get Quinn's attention back, I nudge her arm so I could start a conversation with her.

"So.. Who was that guy you were talking with?" I ask, pretending not to know who he was.

"Ohhh, his name's Nolan Parks. I think he's in one of our classes. Shouldn't you know his name? You have been here longer than me." She replies.

"Well, to be fair, I do know his name. I just wanted for you to feel.. Well, I don't know actually. Never mind." I say, turning away from her and rubbing my neck, so she wouldn't notice me blushing. 

"Wow. So you're lying to me now? Anyways whatever. I think I'm starting to like him, like not a lot, but he is pretty hot." Quinn said. Why is she talking to me about guys who she likes. What the hell? I thought WE liked each other. I thought this was a mutual feeling that I was sharing with you. 

"What.. What do you mean like him?"

"You know, like a crush." Quinn said while playing with her hands, I knew this well, she always did it when she got uncomfortable or shy. 

"I'm just saying Quinn, don't mess around with that boy, he is known to be a jerk.." I say, trying to turn her off on the idea of him, but she doesn't say anything back. Bad sign. 

I could feel myself getting dizzy. I knew eventually she'd start liking other people but I didn't realize it would happen this soon or with the one kid I hate the MOST in the world, Nolan Parks.

Nolan Parks and I used to be great (and when I say great I mean we would spend every night and day together) friends even though our friendship was REALLY, short lasted.

 We met in 3rd grade at elementary school after he transferred to my school from some private school and let me tell you, no one could separate the two of us. We were (not to brag) pretty popular in elementary. Everyone would follow us around the schoolyard at recess waiting to see what we decided to do; soccer, playground, hopscotch, anyways you get the point.

When I was 10, Quinn and I became very close since we stopped caring about cooties, being shy around the opposite sex and shit like that so I told Nolan about this. After I told Nolan about finding a new best friend, he definitely took it in the wrong way and thought I was no longer his best friend. Who knew you were only allowed to have 1 best friend? Anyways, he thought I'd replaced him with Quinn. I mean Nolan and me were still kind of friends but we stopped hanging out and every summer when I would go to Nantucket to be with Quinn, we would get drawn even further apart. Eventually, we stopped talking to each other, I believe in 5th grade, and that's when he told everyone I was a loser and boom this is how I ended up here. No longer the popular kid in school but I had all I needed and that was Quinn.