The Best Kept Secret.

-27- Envious Souls.

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So here's chapter 27 - hope you all enjoyed the taster in Alex's POV, but this one has switched back to the normal one (: It's still short but hopefully that'll just work out as i get more writing done.

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~~~~> Song of the day; Professor Green - Never be A Right Time. [This song is the epitome of beautiful, and just to make Matt seem so much more compassionate, this was totally the sort of thing running through my mind when i wrote him breaking up with Charl, so please LISTEN ;D]

After I heard the door slam shut downstairs, the tears grinded to a halt, as if my energy just left my body as he walked out. Without the cloudy haze over my brain, I realized that maybe Alex wasn’t even the reason I was crying. However hard I tried to justify what he’d said as lies maybe he could be right. I certainly wasn’t Kayla’s best friend now or any time soon with the things I’d done to her, whether she knew about them or not. I loved Kayla like a sister but I knew deep down I wasn’t as close with her as I used to be before Alex came into her life. I used to sit there with her most lunchtimes and listen to her talk on about him, while she was staring at him lovingly over the length of the cafeteria. I’d never really looked at him myself, or got to know him. By the time her crush escalated into stalker mode, I was with Matt, and not in the position to be thinking about other guys. In fact, I don’t think I’d even spoken more than a few words to him before he asked Kayla out. Now, if I saw her, her talk of him would annoy me. Actually, maybe she just annoyed me all the time. The way she spoke irritated me, and the way she thought. The way her voice would turn into this little whine whenever she wasn’t getting her own way.

No matter what I said, or how I tried to deny it, Alex had struck a chord within me. Was Mickie lying? Could she lie to me? We weren’t kids anymore and we all had secrets to hide, some worse than others, and I was hiding something pretty big from her.

Could she do the same to me?

Messing around with a baby’s life isn’t right, but was she capable of doing it? It happened all the time in the dramas and stuff, but could she do that to herself, could she really lie like that? I didn’t know whether I was sure of anything to do with her anymore.

Was Alex right, and had she cheated? That I could bet was the only thing about Michaela that I was sure about. She could never cheat. She wasn’t that type of girl. I knew that no one person knew if they were capable of cheating until the time arose, and at that moment all inhibitions flew through the window.  I know that much from my personal experience, but at the same time, she didn’t have it in her like I did. Plus there was the fact of who would she cheat with? I wasn’t cruel, but Kayla hadn’t exactly had her fair share of interest from boys that I knew about. Unless she kept her escapades with guys secret, I was pretty sure Alex was one of the only boys at our school with any interest in her. We’d definitely never been in the same eye as Cassidy, Leah, Meghan and Jenna and the more prettier girls. I’d never been near that side of the cafeteria, or embossed in their world before Matt had joined the football team, and I was perfectly happy with Leighton and Jakey, a comforting safe bubble that I knew inside and out, but the other members of the male species were a mystery to me at the best of times. “this is why girls like Cassidy and Leah have so many guys after them.” I whispered angrily at myself, “they understand what guys want.”

People like me, it was no wonder that boys seemed to just waltz in and out of my life. Matt had dumped me for some other girl and Alex had just walked out without so much as a second glance. But we weren’t over. Not yet. That much was clear in my head. He didn’t specifically say we were finished. Not like Matt had. He hadn’t decided he was sick of me, and my heart clung to the tiny strand of hope as if it was the only thing keeping it from breaking into a million pieces all over again.