Just Bad Luck

Chapter 3: I am Triumphant!

David.

David Charles Jameson.

My first love. first Crush. Until now, I think I still have feelings for him. I thought I forgot about him, but I proved myself wrong.

"Hello? Grace, are you okay?" David said and I snapped back to reality.

"Y-yes. Hi." I told him while fidgeting uncomfortably on my seat. I fake him a smile. I can't believe I'm sitting beside him. Why of all seats, must I land here?

"So. . ." He tries to start a conversation, prolonging the 'o'."How are you doing?" He asks awkwardly.

"Fine, fine." I shrug. Just trying hard to forget about you, that's all. I frown at the thought.

"What are you thinking?" He asks curiously.

"Nothing. Just. . ." I sigh and the bus comes to a stop. Phew, good thing the bus stopped. Now his mind is focused on somewhere else. Bless him for having a short attention span.

You see, I had feelings for him back in sixth grade to the eight grade.

I had a crush on him in sixth grade. He was -err, is. -my neighbor from a few blocks. I didn't know him back then, but I still liked him. He was older than me,though.

He doesn't go out much from their house. But when he does, I go out, buy a piece of candy and put masking tape on it. Then, I would write on it the date of that day, and the color of what shirt he was wearing. Yeah, obsessive, I know.

I would always do that, and I hide them in a box under my clothes in the drawer. But one day, when I opened my drawer to find my box. . . I found it empty. All of the candies I bought that were my memories, Gone. I still didn't know who ate all of them.

And now, we are talking. Why the sudden change of attitude? Well, maybe because he's my sister's classmate. They're graduating this year. Told 'ya he was older than me. I still don't know if I still like him or not anymore. It's hard to decide if you see them everyday and for a fact that he has drool-worthy looks. Now that I look at him, his looks were now more refined and mature. Huh, puberty.

David touches my shoulder, "Grace, we have arrived at school already." he said in a deep tone.

I look at the window and saw that we were really at school. I get my things and stood up quickly, that it made me super dizzy. David held me to support me if I ever fall. How cliche of me.

"Thanks." I said shyly, probably blood rushing to my cheeks, causing me to blush.

"Didn't know you look that cute when you blush." He laughs and pinches my cheek, making my face color beet red. "Nice talking to you by the way. See ya'. " He left and waved good-bye to me. 

Oh. My. Gosh. Did David Charles Jameson just pinch my cheek? And he told me 'See ya', which means we'll see each other again soon right?

Of course you'll see each other. You go to the same school, stupid.

Stop it, you. Who said you had the right to talk? My inner "me" always butts in when I look or think stupid. She smirks at me and wears a shirt that says, 'That's how I roll.' . Argh. Yes, I imagine her.

I proceeded on leaving the bus and head to my circle of friends. 

"Graaace!" Isabelle greets me and hugs me. She's always so full of energy. She wears glasses and has bright brown eyes with her golden almost brown hair. I just smile at her and hug her back awkwardly. 

"Look at that handsome boy there." She laughs and I look to where she's pointing, our boy bestfriend, Louis. I think he's not that straight, like 70% straight and 30% not-so-straight? Nah, I kid. We laugh together and continue to tease Louis. 

Louis is very hot headed though, he gets mad so easily and he likes to kick us and he also runs very fast. We sometimes call him a horse. Albeit his shenanigans, he has his own looks and reasons.

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Second period just ended and my favorite part of the day has come.

Break Time.

or Recess, call it whatever you like.

The time where I could spend time with my precious food. Me, Isabelle, Luis and Al went to the Cafeteria to eat. Our school is not the kind of school where every clique or group of friends owns a specific table. It's a first come, first serve rule. So, yeah it's kinda fair. We line up on the long line of students, hoping to get something edible or appetizing to eat, before everything has been took.

And finally, after almost what felt like an hour, well only for five minutes, I hit the first batch of food I see. I take almost everything, then I saw one last piece of chocolate donut lying on the tray, waiting to be taken by someone like me. I ran to able to get it. Then snatched it away before the other hand could even touch it. I smile triumphantly, proud of myself.

"That was supposed to be mine." someone said. Then I looked up and a pair of bespectacled brown eyes locked with mine. Chuck Carvis. Forgot that this dude existed. I thought of the name with disgust.

"Was." I correct him. He looks at me in annoyance. I shrug.

"I saw it first." He says.

"Oopsie." I smirk, putting a lost lock of hair behind my ear. I walked back to the table where Al and Isabelle were already seated. Gladly, Chuck moved out of the way, and eyed me until I reached our table. I admit that I could feel the weight of his stare at my back. And I was trying hard to walk straight.

This was something new. I annoyed the Mr. Annoying Chuck. This is an achievement! Someone should write it in the Guiness Book of World Records. 

Ah, this has been a good day. I talked to David, and he pinched my cheeks. I also annoyed the unannoyable Chuck. I'm making words up now. Doesn't matter, I'm happy.

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A/N:

Once again, I am sorry for the slow update. I was too focused on Forget-Me-Not.

So, this will be all. 

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(Edited: 04/01/15)