Explosion

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"i don't want to be with you anymore." Is what I kept reading. Over and over again the words danced through my mind, making me hate myself and asking what I did. Why wasn't I good enough? Why did he leave me?

I let out a sigh which automatically made my mother wonder what was wrong. It's been two weeks since Alex (my ex) and I had broken up and I still felt like shit. I so desperately wanted to call him and beg for him to take me back. But that wasn't who I am. I don't want to come off as desperate.

"Sweeting, if Alex can't see how amazing you are, is he really worth it?" I was used to my mom questioning me by now.

"No mom your right but it's so hard" I had to choke back a sob. Even if I do sound over dramatic, he was my first serious boyfriend.

"Oh honey I know but it gets better I promise. Now let's go, you're going to miss the bus." she said. I threw my black jansport backpack on and quickly laced up my white (even though they were really a brownish color because of how dirty they were) converse.

My mom worked about half an hour out of town so it was hard for her to drive me to school but she always drove me to bus stop, which I'm extremely grateful for since it's December. Winters in Indiana got really cold. Now I'm just waiting for the day when school gets canceled because of how cold it is. I live for those days.

"Bye honey! I love you and have a wonderful day!" she said enthusiastically. I don't know how she is in such a good mood every morning.

I didn't have to wait long before I could see a big and bright yellow machine stop in front of me and loudly open the doors. My bus was packed. I glanced around on both sides of the aisles and noticed an empty seat in the middle. On Facebook I saw a diagram about how quiet kids sit at the front of the bus, the kids that talk sometimes sit in the middle, and the trouble makers sat in the back. It just occurred to me how true that was.

I was one of the last people on so it was unusual when we stopped at an unfamiliar house and picked a new kid up. The windows had frost on them so it was hard to see, but when I looked to the front of the bus and watched as he stepped on, my breath got caught in my throat. I think I stopped breathing. He was beautiful. That's the only way I can describe him. Simply beautiful.

It took me a minute to realize that there were no open seats besides the one next to me, so I scooted my backpack over in case he wanted to sit there and sure enough he did. I heard someone yell "Get ya some Kalani" which made me roll my eyes. High school boys are so immature.

"Hi, I'm Kalani" I said shyly. I was always shy around new people and him being so perfect didn't help at all.

"Zayn" he said not sounding interested. I tried not to sound disappointed in the fact that he didn't want to talk to me so I stopped the conversation there.

When I stepped off the bus, Alex had his arms around a girl. To say my heart didn't fall out do my chest and onto the floor would be a lie. It shattered. It broke into a million tiny pieces and I was starting to doubt that it could be out back together. But it could be. And I was going to find that out.

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Okay guys so if this chapter was complete shat please let me know. (I think this chapter was sorta like the filler to get the story going but ayyyyye let's go )I don't really know how I feel about it. But if you did like it (which would be a shock TBH) please please please vote & tell your friends about this story. Anyways I have to go to school. Pray for me. Buh bye