If It's Easy.

CHAPTER I

It'd been four days since I'd gone to school.

Four days, since I caught Stuart and Cynthia breathing down each others throats in the hall. Honestly, could life get any harder. To make things worse, neither one of them had noticed me. Cynthia had been calling me all week trying to see what was going on, just like the backstabber she was. In my years at Stockton College Preparatory I'd never been betrayed in this way.

"Hey Lici, please call me back, everybody's starting to worry about you...I am to. Anyway let me know if you get this message." I'd replayed her voice messages again and again, each time getting angrier. Not an ounce of remorse was in her voice. On one of them I could've sworn I heard Stuart's sorry ass in the background.

The truth was, I was too shame to show my face at Stockton College Prep. The school was so small practically everybody knew everybody and going back would be to hard because everyone knew that Stuart, Cynthia and I were super close and if one of us wasn't hanging around the other something must have happened. The thought alone, killed me, it hurt enough for my boyfriend to cheat with my best friend. Then, for everyone else to find out would be a disaster.

Everyday since that Monday seemed to be the longest ever. I silently thanked God that my mom was so understanding.

Still after the weekend got there, Monday arrived faster than ever and I knew it was time to go back to school unless I wanted to fail junior year. Then I'd never hear the end of it, my mom was paying to much money for me to go there. So I got up that Friday, put my big girl panties on and decided to go to school, fierce.

Maybe it was just me but as I made my way through the halls it seemed like every eye was on me. I avoided gazing back at every turn until I finally got to homeroom. The first two people I saw were Stuart and Cynthia. Before I could turn around our eyes had already met and they stood, and walked over to were I was standing.

"Lici..." Cynthia held her arms open, expecting me to do the same. I stepped back a little, holding my hand up in resistance.

"I'm not in the mood, okay." I said, looking her dead in the eye.

"For a hug?" She laughed nervously. "Okay, but where have you been?" She said letting her attempt at hugging me go.

Stuart just stood there behind her observing me like I was a stranger. He must've suspected that I knew something was up. While Cynthia was stupid enough to still smile in my face.

"Does it matter?" I continued to stare.

"Uh...yeah, why are you acting like that?" She backed up again, almost tripping over Stuart.

"Whatever." My heart told me to punch her in the face but my mind told me to carry on wisely. I still felt my fist involuntarily balling up beside me. Deciding not to follow my heart, I walked past them both to sit in an empty desk.

"Licia......" Stuart said as I walked by. His voice sounded absolutely pathetic.

"Don't talk to me." My voice cracked a little.

They just stood there over my desk looking at me dumbfounded until the bell to first period rung. The sight must've created quite the seen because the usual noisy chatter of homeroom was nowhere to be found. Instead the only noise was a very tense silence and the continuous ticking of the clock.

Whenever the bell did ring, Cynthia knew to get out the way before I ran her over on purpose.

Throughout the day, that knowing look on Stuart's face kept popping up in my thoughts. I hoped he'd feel at least a little guilt for dogging me that way. Not that I expected an apology, but the closer to school getting out it got, the more shocked I was that neither one of them had apologized. Cynthia couldn't have been the same friend I'd met in daycare all those years ago. Stuart was my first boyfriend. Still, nothing. Then again Cynthia was a self professed idiot, someone would probably have to tell her why I wasn't speaking to her before she caught on.