Day ten. *unedited*
The bell rang, and I grabbed my bag in a hurry, my thoughts were awry and they were running away with me along with my sanity. But can you really blame me? In just the space of a few hours my sister’s best friend confessed he liked me, and I’m pretty sure to safe he likes me more than a friend since why would he look so awkward and bite his lip otherwise? It was almost as if he was enduring some painful task, and I’d always considered myself to be an easy person to talk to, and there was a possibility that my best friend liked my sister, and my sister’s other best friend had a crush on my best friend. Could life get any more confusing? I mean seriously, my brain might have to shut down because of the overload of information that is coming my way.
I walked home in peace and silence, when I arrived home my peace was shattered as Finch sat slouched on the sofa, but instead of giving me his trademark smirk, he gave me a worried look as if something was bothering him, but I was totally oblivious to what was worrying him, but my suspicions of him having no lessons on a Friday afternoon were confirmed, otherwise why would he be home so earlier? And it was pretty obvious that he wasn’t faking being ill or maybe he was… There were a million possibilities but with Finch there was never any definite answer, for all I know the reason why he was home so early could be anything.
“Hey Ivy,” he said somewhat awkwardly, “about earlier…” He began his voice trailing off and I’m pretty sure he’s not referring to his break up with Sophie either, “I wasn’t thinking straight…” he said and for one moment I fall into the trap that he’s just having me on, and this is just an exaggerated joke or prank of some kind. But his voice and expression remains emotionless and I can hear the seriousness echo in his words, he wasn’t making this up, he’d got my hopes up and just hours later he’d crashed them back down again to the place I like to call reality.
“Yeah, right, course,” I said mumbling incoherently, “it’s fine,” I said, but was it really nothing? Was he just lying to spare the possibilities of what could’ve been? 90% of relationships end up in a disaster, but what if we were one of the 10% whose relationship didn’t end up in a disaster? I run upstairs faster than the speed of light, and in those vital few seconds it was all I could do not to cry, when I reached my room I buried my head in the pillow, and did the thing I’d never pictured myself doing, I cried… Over a boy, even though I’d no experience with boys I already came to grips with the fact that they were a nuisance and all they did was break your heart, and I hadn’t even dated one yet!
The next day came slowly and the majority of Yesterday’s events remained a blur, it wasn’t like I even wanted to remember them, if only I could choose what memories I could remember, the long and short of it I recalled was that Finch didn’t like him the way I liked him, the feeling simply wasn’t mutual I had gotten my hopes up for nothing… Surprisingly enough the day starts with a twist in the tale, I’m half expecting to be greeted by Georgie’s over-eager stature when I get to school like I have for the past few days it is almost becoming some sort of routine, in a way I feel like she has latched onto me not unlike that of a leech. But although it can be annoying at times, like that faint silent buzzing that is constantly in one’s ears, it feels nice to have someone who I can count on, after all my friendship with Jennifer seems to be dramatically swinging from good then to very, very bad in just a matter of minutes.
It wasn’t even a school day, it was a Saturday thank goodness although I was struggling to tell the difference between the weekend and a weekday on account of the fact that most of my free time was spent studying for the exams that were only a few weeks away. I answered the door, it was Riley, the same Riley who had seemingly had a personality transplant just a few weeks ago or maybe he had just had a mid-teen crisis. Riley the same boy who dared to visit me when he was fully aware of the fact that he had broken my best friend’s heart, but when he standing there with a smug expression on his face, slouching against the post box with his hands thrown into his pockets careless I secretly wonder if he is under the impression that there is nothing to feel sorry about.
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Twenty day challenge.
Fiksi Remaja"Do one thing a day that scares you," Finch grinned at me a smug expression on his face, "do you accept the challenge, to do one thing everyday for the next twenty days that scares you?" And check out the trailer on the side! :) [UNEDITED] Complet...
