Fighter | l.h.

10

I waited out the rest of the week with the mixed feeling of happiness and sadness. I was happy because I had been asked out on a date by a guy, who lets face it is really cute, but the sadness because the last date I had was with Teddy. I had no idea why but I was letting Teddy, someone who had died close to a year and a half ago, rule over all my emotions. Get your damn head out of the gutter Christine, he's dead, and you should be over it. But I'm not over it because he was the first person to make me feel good about myself and the first person I genuinelly loved.

"Christine, what's the answer to the question on the board?" Mr. Hetlock said from across my table.

"Uh, is it Hydrogen?" I said as I straightened my back out while repositioning myself on the stoll.

"Good save," he said as he continued to write the chemical equation on the board. I sighed and leaned my head against the table, pushing Lukes stuff into his lap.

"Are you okay?" He said as Mr. Hetlock kept teaching the lesson. I shook my head. "Do you need to go to the nurse or something?" I shook my head again, hearing the bell ring. "Do you wanna go somewhere?" He asked as he packed up his own stuff.

"Yeah, I think I know where I want to go. I'll catch up with you later," I said throwing my backpack over my shoulder and going out into the courtyard.

"Where are you going to go?" He said following me.

"Somewhere!" I said as I began walking away. "I'll be fine, don't worry it's only Thursday!" I said before waving and going off school grounds.

To be honest, I didn't know where I was going to go. I wanted to go to the park where I used to go when I got upset with Teddy. And somehow I ended up there, the same old swing sets, same old trees, same old memories.

"Dare you to climb that tree and carve our initials into it," I shouted from the ground while twirling my house keys around my finger.

"Oh you'd love to see that wouldn't you, your loving boyfriend falling to his death. The romantic irony." I threw a twig at him and he chuckled before beginning to climb. I watched as he half hazardly carved in his own name, before spending time on my own. "Yours look nicer because I care more about you then me," he said once he reached the floor and had his arm wrapped around me.

"I wonder if they're still there," I said outloud, it's not like there was anyone there to here me. Throwing my backpack on the ground, I climbed the tree the same exact way he would have, and stood up as stupidly as he did. And sure enough, there they were. TM and CD carved into a shitty looking heart and the date, November third 2010.

"What are you doing?" I quickly looked down and saw that stupid blonde haired boy with the stupid smile and the stupid, perfect eyes.

"Are you a stalker Luke?" I asked as I began going down the tree.

"Nah, I came here with my brothers when I was younger to play basketball." He pointed over to the court that hadn't been used in years. "Last time I played here it was my tenth birthday."

"Last time I came here I was thirteen or fourteen." I kicked a twig and picked up my backpack. "Well, I have work," I said checking my phone. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"We're still on for tomorrow night right?" He yelled as I walked away.

"I never said we weren't!" I yelled back, not turning around. I slowly felt the all important smile creep onto my face. Maybe I should just be happy with the fact that I had someone potentially liking me, and I potentially liked him back. I should just forget the fact that I had all of these scarring things happen to me in my life and I should just go with it, accept the fact that...well maybe everything was for once turning out in my life the way it probably should. And I didn't want to be stupid enough to go and fuck things up for myself.