So like any other day,I arrived at school,and went to first period. After class was over,he approached me at my locker. I didn't know what to do...I stopped there,and thought of...all the memories we shared. That was also the past. I try to walk away,but it was too late.His hands were held against my hand,like it was the perfect fit. I never really knew how I felt without him by my side until, one day...It changed everything.I had trouble sleeping at night because of him.He made me feel worthless,like we were supposed to be this way. He never really talked to me a lot after that,considering how we were both always busy with school,soccer and field hockey practice. We never had time for each other any more. It made me so disappointed,because he always spent time around the other girls. He really didnt care about me...I felt ...like....fainting....
Next morning rolled around,and I was trying to think about what happened yesterday..it all came back to me..all the crying,pain,and lies.I know I'm not perfect,no one is. What was I thinking? having him like me? haha,no. I walked into homeroom and saw a note sitting on my desk,from him. I opened it up, seeing, "I..love..you..and I'm sorry,I was wrong.." All I thought was why did I ever give up on him? Oh yeah, because he gave up on me. I didn't know what to think at this point. I was scared. I felt like crying but i couldn't let my friends see me. I held it in.
Later that day in the cafeteria,i saw him and he saw me. He placed his tray at the table and began walking over to me. I didn't know what to do! I couldn't go anywhere! I remained calm when he arrived. All of my friends had left the table because they knew it was personal. He started apologizing and saying how he messed up,and wanted another chance. He didn't seem to understand that I have a lot going through my life right now and can't handle this much stress. I told him,"I understand everything that you are saying,but maybe it isn't meant to be. There is going to be many people coming into and leaving your life. Maybe this is supposed to mean something". All of a sudden,he looked like he was going to start crying. I felt terrible. I told him that everything was going to be alright,but he didn't seem to care.
After he had left the table my friends returned asking me what happened and if I was okay. I said yes,and continued eating my food. I felt awkward having everyone stare at me. I looked around the lunch room and EVERYONE was staring at me. I got up from my seat and ran to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my makeup run down my face. I locked myself in the stall feeling scared. I remained quiet and waited for the bell to ring. When the bell rang my friends were walking towards the stairs but stopped outside the bathroom to listen. The noise I was making sounded like bloody murder. They ran in to find me sitting in a corner waiting for help. They grabbed my arms and pulled me up when I tried to turn away. Soon later, the principal had found out about my breakdown and called me to the office. He said he wanted to know what it was about.
"Well,theres been something thats bothering me I said".
"What is it?"
"His name is Taylor".
Soon later, my principal wrote me a note to guidance and called my mother. I knew I was going to be grounded.
