Most know the feeling, the feeling of falling for someone but unable to change it as all they see you as is a friend. This is the friendzone, a obsess of emptiness and darkness and just to get out you need to walk forever. Well my story started in 4th grade young age yes, but it happens. You know that one kid that sits in the back, alone and was shy well that was me, Alex. In the back of the room ok my first day not going in and mingle with others just quiet. I didn't talk, I just watched and heard others around me. Boys all in one side of the class, girls in the other, I knew no one here everyone is almost like a stranger. I wish I was with at least one of my friends instead of being all alone, but instead they were scattered into other classes. I remember looking down at a packet of fun and games the teacher had left us to do, staring at the front for quiet a while till I picked up my pencil and pressed it against the paper and began to write. I would randomly look up and watch others then back down. When I finished a word search I looked and saw a familiar person. She was from my second grade class, it took a while for her name to come to me but it, Melanie that was her name. I looked at her with a straight face, she looked at me and smiled. "Hey Alex!" Nice how she remember my name after pretty much 2 years, mostly people
would forget the name of an outsider like me."Sup Melanie" I put down my pencil and looked up from the paper. "How have you been?" She says to me.
"Good and you?"
"Great!"
"Nice to know that"
"What did you do over the summer?"
"The normal, tv, sleep, eat, swimming in my pool"
"No trips?"
"Nope"
"Oh, I went on a road trip for at least two weeks"
"Cool, how did it go?"
We went on with our causal conversation on how are summer went, I notice I would randomly scan the boy's side of the class I didn't notice anyone but my eyes keep staring at a certain boy. Bushy black hair which was seriously so hard not to reach out and touch it, a sweater on even though it was a very hot day. He was talking to two other boys but my stare was ruined by a tap on my shoulder. I looked around and a girl on the other side of me whispered into my ear and pointed at someone who had just walked Into the room. She spoke softly that I could barely hear her "do you think that guy is cute?" I was weirded out by that question when I caught a glimpse of him. I saw nothing cute in him, I could see why others would but I was not like that and define another by appearance. I felt no connection to his appearance anyway, so I just shook my head.
I would hear the teacher talk but for some reason it was all muttered out. Maybe because I was so far in the back I couldn't hear or the fact that I got back into my habit of daydreaming a lot. It was normal for me to do this, my family thinks I have a disorder but I'm sure that's not it. Soon I notice the day has flies by and we were heading for lunch, I been in the school so long I knew where everything was, like I mean everything. When lining up I stayed in the back quiet, when a girl went behind me, she sat across from me for what I know she got left back this grade from what I heard. I wanted to be at the end but I wasn't going to stay back just to do so. In elementary you had to do all this stay quiet thing which is boring, but I prefer peace and quiet anyway so half the time I didn't mind. My lord was the cafeteria loud, I didn't knew where to sit mainly cause I didn't have any to sit with when Melanie grabbed me and brought me to the back part of the lunch table. She didn't let me say anything as she made me sit down.
"Hey! Meet Alex"She was introducing me to a bunch of people, I didn't want this I wanted to be alone but I guess that isn't happening. One, she was short, looked extremely friendly, she waved at me. "Hey, names Emilia" Emilia smiled at me. "Hi" I spook in a very low voice, the girl that had gotten left back spoke up "I'm Catherine"
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Friendzoned {On Hold}
عاطفية...love is hard to get past, there are hills and traps to get it. Friendzoned is the worse of them all.