It was... the Little Things

Wait....what?

"Okay, okay, explain the whole thing again"

"Honestly Emma you were there the whole time, why do I need to explain it again?"

I was legitimately starting to worry about her.  With her eyes glistening with salty tears
and her clutching her stomach any sane bystander would have assumed that it was her time of the month. But no, she was just laughing...just

"Please can you explain it again it's jut so fun to relieve"

"Glad to see that my love life is fun to relieve," oh ya I pulled the sarcasm card.

"Come on Kaisley pwease" she said that with a quivering lip and ah yes, the infamous puppy dog eyes. Heck, I can't say no to that.

"Ya so sun was shining, birds were chirping, and Sam was being a douchebag. Well long story short a blasted him to the extreme," and yes I was not above doing a triumphant hair flip.  Emma was already topped over in laughter, honestly someone needed to get the nurse.

"Get to the ges...the ges....gestures!" I rolled my eyes, well so long as she was interested, okay that was an understatement considering her condition.

"Ya there were glares, gestures.....unexplainable gestures for innocent ears.....and a lot of words that would make a pirate blush."

Emma took a break from her cackles and patted me on the shoulder, her green eyes suddenly turning serious, "Kaisley, I know I'm laughing but are you okay?"

"Well I should be asking you that question I mean look at you, dye your hair green and your head could be easily passed off as a tomato," she cringed at that probably expressing her disgust at being compared to her most hated vegetable....no wait fruit....or was it the former? Meh.

"No Kaisley don't dodge the topic...we all know that you liked Sam....no like doesn't even begin to describe it....Its like you were the peanut butter to his jelly, the Apple to his core, the fish to his chips, the salt to his vinegar....the...the-"

"Are you done with this?" I took a deep breath, "Look I don't like him...not anymore at least end of discussion!"

Emma took her hand away, the atmosphere suddenly became really tense, oh no what had I done? I pushed her away....she probably hates me and-

"Meow," I shook my head and smiled, like Emma would ever get mad,"Come on Kaisley it's off to chemistry we go," she said that as she ran off into the sunset....nah just kidding more of the corridor. I ran behind her.... damn that girl could run!

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"Kaisley could you please slow down!" Yelled Laurel from behind me....you could hear her panting like a dog as she tried to catch up to me, "it's history NOT  a One Direction concert!" With that she started to sing the opening line to One Directions "History"

"Would you please stop singing, that kind of voice should never be let out near human ears....and if you're going to sing could you please sing something that's not put under the category of  "A threat to life as we know it"!

Laurel not so subtly rolled her eyes at my marvelous speech....but no matter how inspirational it clearly was it did not inspire her to shut up.

"You gotta help me...I'm losing my mind keep getting the feeling you wanna leave this all behind-"

I left her behind as I continued to pretty much run down the stairs towards the math block....why did this school have to be so big...why? I could hear Laurel telling me to slow down I was about to when a force suddenly bashed against my chest.

I grabbed onto the closest thing I could....and what was it? Oh just the shoulders of the person that bumbed...no crashed....into me!

My deep brown eyes matched his, shade to shade, the students around us burst into an orchestra of "oohs" and laughter. I blushed bright Crimson, my cheeks felt hot and through the midst of it all I realized that my hands were still on his shoulders.
Before I could let go though he pulled himself away, his hands remaining in his pockets, I lost my balance and fell onto the ground. Gee thanks.

I looked in his direction but by that time he was already lost in the sea of students. I brushed off my grey skirt and straightened my black pony tail into place. I got a few sorry looks from friendly students...huh...I didn't need their damn pity.

Laurel wormed her way through the crowd and stood next to me...she knew that if she said anything it wouldn't go down well.

"Come on," she said kindly,"we'll be late."

For once I followed her, lost in my thoughts. Why didn't he apologize? I didn't either but still. I clenched my skirt in anger.

My rage masked my true feelings  though, after all these years I still couldn't understand why. Why? Why do I care Sam?

Hope that you guys liked that chapter, the flashback was irrelevant to the first half but it's relevant to the plot...sooooooooooooooooo....ya. I added some One direction in their for you, as always I was very diplomatic gave you some anti for haters like me and Laurel for fangirls like her.
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- Kanishka1206