Let Me Be Your Superhero

Chapter 6

sorry for the wait xx

Everything hurts. My skin stings from last night's events, my eyes hurt from crying, my chest hurts for obvious reasons, and I really just don't want to go to school. I don't want to see my friends, my teachers, anyone, especially him. It really wasn't his fault, he did nothing wrong except not text me back. I can't blame him for not wanting to talk to me. I guess it's just a defence mechanism. Seeing him will intensify the pain everywhere, so it's easier to just avoid him, it'll hurt less. How hard will it be to avoid this kid? 

Fuck.

Today was a Day 1. I not only had English with him, but when I talked to him I discovered I also had first period Chemistry with him too. How wonderful.

I picked up a random pair of jeans off my floor and slowly and carefully pulled them on, trying not to irritate the cuts and failing. Then I went to my closet and found my favourite sweater. I tried not to think about the fact that he liked Nirvana as I pulled the band sweater over my head. I loved how the sleeves were too long for my arms, it made me feel safer. I picked up my bag off the floor and ran downstairs to head out the door.

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I got to school with plenty of time and decided to go straight to class and sit at the very back of the room. I really was not in the mood to deal with anybody's shit today. I'm just thankful we don't have a seating plan. The bell rang and everyone filed in and sat at the lab benches with their best friends, and they all picked up on my vibe. Nobody sat beside me which I was thankful for. I was also thankful for the fact that a certain somebody did not show up today. The second bell rung and my shoulders relaxed. I pulled out my book and started reading, I didn't need to pay attention to this chemistry shit, I could google it later.

The door suddenly opened. "Sorry I'm late sir. Won't happen again."

My head shot up to see who the voice belonged to, but I already knew. I quickly lowered my head and continued reading my book, trying to suppress the agonizing chest pains.

"It's all right Luke, just, take a seat."

I didn't really start panicking until I heard the sound of his flip-flops gradually get louder. Then I was definitely panicking when the seat next to me moved and there was someone, more specifically him, sitting next to me.

"Hi Lexi."

Doesn't this day just keep getting better and better? I decided I was going to pretend I didn't hear him. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Lexi?" Well I couldn't ignore him now.

"What, Luke?" That was really cold. I hope I wasn't coming off as a bitch.

"Nothing... I, um, just wanted to say hi, and I really like your sweater today. I love Nirvana..." I know you do.

What the hell is going on. He made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me last night, so why is he talking to me. I can't fucking stand these mixed signals. Honestly I can't emotionally handle this.

"Why are you talking to me?"

He took a moment. I still hadn't looked at him. If I looked at him then I might start crying. And he's still really beautiful.

"Oh, sorry."

He took out his books and didn't bother me for the rest of the class. I snuck a glance at him about halfway through the class and he seemed...hurt? That didn't make any sense. Why would he be hurt? I know I was a bit harsh, but he was too by just stopping texting me without a reason or anything. I did feel bad, but I don't want to say anything. Actually, I probably couldn't even if I wanted to.