Until My Last Breath

Molted

"If you are going to give up then there was no point in trying"

You know, I have this quote drawn on my wrist for a reason. Despite my mix of feelings this quote always brings me back to my senses. I made this quote up by myself. I just kept staring at it until I made it to the park. It made perfect sense to me. Why would you put so much effort into something then end up stopping ? There would be no point in it. Even though I was deep in my thoughts, I knew I was close by the park because the loud neighborhood pierced through my thought barrier.

I arrived to the park. It was empty. It's empty most of the time. Sometimes there will be kids running around and the parents sitting on one of the benches. There are teens sometimes but not really because of school. I decided to sit where I sat last time I was here. I looked back and had a quick flashback of when Ella was there all wet. It got me thinking again about what I witnessed. It occurred to me that I shouldn't give up on her. She might like him or whatever but why am I gonna stop? I can at least try to be her friend. Ella is just someone you can't give up on. Or it just might be me. Instead of taking this heart break into motivation. Yeah stuff happens so why am I gonna let it keep me pinned down? You gotta get back up you can't stop when the going gets tough.

Before I left I laid back and enjoyed the beautiful sunset. Making it home my grandpa was sitting in his wooden rocking chair. "What's going on kiddo.Why are you so late?" I didn't make eye contact with him but replied saying, "sorry gramps, I stood at the park enjoying the sun" he coughed and said " boy you sure do remind me of your mother". I stoped him from speaking about her. I walked upstairs and went into my room. You know, out of all things I just never want to speak about my parents. I know they have a lot of kids and all but still. I am a human being I have feelings to. But I'm not going to talk more about it. What happens happens.

Once I got in my room I took my school uniform off and plopped myself on my bed. I was so tired for some reason. The thing I thought about before I fell asleep was Ella...

Morning approached as my alarm screeched on my floor. I left it on my bed once I fell asleep so it ended up falling.Anyways, I stopped the alarm, slithered my way out of the bed, and got all ready for school. My arrival to school I felt less nervous because it was the second day and i still felt a little pain from what I saw yesterday. I guess you can say feeling pain is a good thing this time. It was pretty cloudy outside so it actually made the school look real nice. After I got off the bus I went straight to my A period class. My bus usually is late to school so we have to rush to our A period. Despite more slow kids in front of me I made it in time. Speaking of slow kids, I don't understand why people from behind you get mad when you walk slow but yet the only reason I'm walking slow is because of the person in front of me. And when there is that one dumb ass kid taking up the entire hallway.It pisses me off like damn. But during A period, all we ended up doing was some book work. Once the bell rang I didn't get to finish. So I saved it for home.

Walking to my next class I saw Ella standing again with her friends. I tried not to make eye contact because I didn't know what to say yet or anything. Before I made it into class she grabbed my arm and pulled me towards her. "Hey Zack! How are you?" She asked with a smile on her face. That very moment that she grabbed me I stopped feeling sad. I felt happy and full of life again. Who knew just a simple touch from someone you like a lot could make you feel so much better.

"Hey Ella. I'm actually really good.how about you?". I gave her a sharp smile right back. "That's good and I'm doing okay I just got a bunch of homework. Ugh the things hell puts us through" as she responded with an eye roll. I got a bit excited. She said hell. I guess it was because we had school equals hell type of mentality. Or maybe I'm just weird.
"I know right. Hell sucks but hey maybe we could always help each other out . We do have 2 classes together after all". For some reason I wasn't stuttering. It was a good thing because I would have been embarrassed. "True! You know you are actually really cool. You want my number? It can be so we can talk about homework and stuff"
My eyes lit up and my heart raced nearly out of my chest and into her hands. I made sure to respond quickly and accurately. " yeah that would be great! What's your number?" It felt weird though she kinda was the one that asked if I wanted her number. But hey I'm not even gonna complain I'm about to get her freaking number!!
She took my phone and started typing her number and created a contact.
" here you go. I'll see you in class" . She kept that same beautiful smile on her face. Before I went in class i took one good look at her contact. I then noticed what she put her name as. It said " G- Ella 🙄😈" I had no idea why there was a G added in to her contact. I didn't bother asking her. Maybe I'll ask her another time but for now I must appreciate and notice the achievement I just accomplished!