DISTANT

Chapter 29

She wore her black faded jeans, Drew's dark grey Billabong jacket and her grey high top converse. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail, letting a few loose strains hang in her face, grabbed her earphones and backpack and was set for her last week of school before finals started.

She clicked play on her MP3 Player and began walking to school. She pulled up the hoodie to draw less attention to herself

I don't need eyes to see
I felt you touching me
High like amphetamine
Maybe you're just a dream
That's what it means to crush
Now that I'm waking up
I still feel the blow
But at least now I know

It wasn't love, it wasn't love
It was a perfect illusion
Mistaken for love, it wasn't love
It was a perfect illusion

(Perfect Illusion - Lady Gaga)

For the past two months she's been a walking zombie. She lost a good amount of weight, the circles under her eyes grew darker with each passing day and her skin became paler.

She no longer smiled and her voice lacked emotion. She was now.....  emotionless.

Tragedy by Steps played the moment she was slammed into someone else's locker in the hallway.

"What the hell?!" She growled as she yanked out the earphones.

"Whoa, sorry about that." A feminine voice said.

She glanced behind her hoodie and saw a girl with sparkling light blue eyes.

"Could you help me please? I'm new here."

This girl looked very familiar. She had golden brown hair and a beautiful.......  well.......  everything. She also had a thick Spanish accent, just like hers.

"What class do you have now?" Asked Zayna, pulling off her hoodie to see the girl properly.

"I've got C.A.T. with Mr Peters."

She showed Zayna her time table and noticed that she's in her classes.

"Well just follow me cause you're in my classes."

She began walking to computer class with the new girl trailing behind her.

"You know my family moved here from Madrid." She began.

"Really? That's cool." Zayna said in a bored tone.

"My name's Ameliana by the way."

Zayna stopped walking as her blood turned into ice. A flashback of that happy picture of Ameliana and Nate together came to mind. No wonder she looked familiar. Without a word she continued walking.

"This is the part when you tell me your name." Ameliana stated innocently.

"Nameless." She said in a cold voice.

"ZAYNA!"

Why me

She turned to her best friend who was running towards her.

"Zay, I really need to talk to you." Said Zenobia seriously as she tried to hide her excitement. "Who this?" She asked as she scaned Ameliana.

"Hi I'm Ameliana." She shoke hands with Zenobia as Zayna awkwardly stood at the side.

Zenobia thought before speaking, "Zayna didn't Nate  have a girl - -"

Zayna slammed her hand on her mouth making the rest of the sentence come out muffled.

"You know Nate?" She asked confused.

"Uh yeah. Sorta." She said coldly.

"Nate as in Nathaniel Jackson. OMGEE!!!!  He's my boyfriend back in Madrid." Said Ameliana excitedly.

Zayna held an emotionless face, trying not to tell this girl to get the f**k away.

"EWW!!!  SERIOUSLY ZEN?!!!!! " Zayna shrieked and stared at her now spit covered hand.

"You didn't let go. What else was I suppose to do?" Zenobia said then turned and walked away. "Wait for me after school, I'm coming home with you."

"What am I gonna do with this chica?" She asked herself as she took out her small bottle of hand sanitizer and put some on her hands.

"So Nate is a friend of yours. That's cool. Now I have someone to talk to about him." Ameliana smiled as she thought of her boyfriend.

F**k my life

Angrily Zayna sped up her walk trying to get to class. Above all people why did she have to come here.

She walked into class and saw Clayton talking to a few of his friends.

"Hey love." She heard him call.

She walked up to him and planted a powerful kiss on his lips, making his friends hoot for them. She broke the kiss and walked to her seat without a word.

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"OH MY GOODINESS!!!! IT IS HER!" Shrieked Zenobia. "But why do you still have that picture?" She handed the phone back to her best friend.

Zayna ran her thumb over Nate's features whispering, "I don't know."

"Okay Zayna. I'm gonna tell to do two things but you really need to take it into consideration."

She nodded slowly and leaned back against the headboard.

"You need to break things off with Clayton. It's not fair to him that you love someone else when he loves you. You're leading him on Zayna."

She came and sat next to her,  hugging her. "I suppose you're right. He needs someone who can love him just as much as he loves her."

"You also need to get rid of everything that reminds you of Nate. Including his number."

Zayna kept quiet and closed her eyes. She knew Zenobia was right but did she have the strength to do it?  Erase all the wonderful memories they had together?

After a few more minutes Zenobia packed up her things, kiss her sister on the forehead and left. When the door closed she heard her shout, "CHARLIE ASKED ME OUT!"

"WHAT THE MOTHERF**KING HELL?!?!?!?!?!" screamed Zayna from shock.

"ZAYNA! LANGUAGE!" her mom hollered.

"SORRY MOMMY!"

A few hours passed by in silence. Finally having the guts, she picked up the phone,  found his number and typed....

Zayna:

>> We need to talk.