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I never thought that I would feel this way again.
But I do, and it's scaring the crap out of me in the best way possible.
Serena was changing me. I felt different, somehow, like my crushed heart was slowly coming back to life, pounding harder, pumping faster, breathing, living, thriving.
Everything in me felt alive.
Finally asking her to be my girlfriend was one of the best decisions I've ever made. I can't remember the last time I've been this happy. All my friends started calling me whipped, but honestly I don't give a single shit.
I was happy for once, and that's all that mattered to me.
The more I thought about it, the more odd it seemed about how much I really liked Serena. I couldn't think of a single concrete thing that I truly disliked about her, except the fact that a lot of other guys felt the same way, one of which was Keller Thompson, which I have to ignore the fact that they have kissed whenever I kiss her.
I mean yeah, sometimes she would do something annoying, but even before we started dating, she never really did anything to make me angry at her.
But I had a slight premonition that even if she did do something bad, it would be hard for me to stay mad at her for long.
It had only been about two weeks since I asked Serena to be my girlfriend, and I liked her more and more with every passing moment.
I never thought that something so incredible could take a turn for the worse so quickly.
• • •
It was a shitty Friday.
I had completely bombed my math quiz, I was late for first period because I stopped for Starbucks, and to top it all off, my Starbucks order was wrong. And I had no plans for tonight; there were no parties and Serena was busy with her mom's birthday dinner.
I didn't think this day could get worse.
Until I saw her crying.
Riley.
I just walked Serena to her car, the only bright spot of my school day, where she left me breathless with a sweet kiss before driving off. I was walking back to my locker because I had forgotten a book when I saw Riley with tears streaming down her face, sitting on the benches in the quad.
Dammit. Even though I was so happy with Serena, it still pained me to see Riley crying.
"Riley? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I asked tentatively as I walked towards her. No, Myles, she's crying because she likes the way she looks when she does. Shitty question.
She looked up at me, her baby blue eyes glossed over with tears. "Myles, hi. It's nothing, I'm fine." She whispered, straightening up and trying to wipe under her eyes. I sat down next her and patted her back. I smiled sadly at her, because we both knew she was not fine.
We sat there for a moment, quiet. I was too afraid to break the silence. She finally spoke up.
"Max and I got into a huge fight."
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