Break-ups

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Monday morning as I went into the cafeteria I seen a sign up sheet for a play that was being put on. It was set for the 8th of December. That was a long time away from now, but hey we were no actors. Some were and some weren't even close.

" Jamie!" Ailani yelled to me from the cafeteria. I walked over to see Mellow with a cast on his leg.

" Oh no! What happened," I asked.

" Spencer showed up to my match and I got a little distracted."

" So distracted that your leg is now in a cast!"

" I know right that's what I said," Myah said playing the sims on her phone.

" Ok, guys can we just let it go," Mellow says annoyed.

" Wait, a minute Mellow every time he comes to one of your matches or anything of sport, you always end up hurt," I push.

" I don't want to talk about it." With that he gets up with his crutches and leaves.

I sit at the table with the Myah and Ailani. Something seemed out of place. Ailani wasn't complaining. When she doesn't complain something is wrong.

" Ailani you always complain about the breakfast choices, why aren't you complaining today?"

She shrugs her shoulders. " Just don't have a reason to complain." She grabs her book bag and then goes into the gym.

It maybe just me, but something strange is going on.

" Jamie don't burst a blood vessel trying to figure it out," Myah chuckles.

" Is there something I'm missing," I groan sitting my head on the table.

Myah pats my head. " it'll all make sense later buttercup."

The bell rings and I head to my locker. By my locker was Yonkas. Yonkas was the school's gossip girl. She was pretty tall to be a junior. Her hair was rich brown and thin. Beautiful all together though. She was skinny and a bit bowlegged.

People were gravitating to her locker. Lots of people. They were laughing and pointing at they're phone's. It made me curious, so I tried to peek and see what they were looking at, but they were so clumped together. Yonkas slid out of the crowd and smiled at me.

" What up cómo," she snickered. Did I forget to mention that she learned Spanish curse words just so no one knew what she was calling them.

" What's going on? What is everybody looking at," I questioned.

" Take a look for yourself." She handed me her phone and turned it sideways. On the phone was our small boy's locker room with Ben and a couple of other guys. They were just laughing and putting on their clothes when Issa came in there screaming at Ben.

  " Why! You weren't man enough to break up with me in person," Issa threw a note at him. She start to hit on Ben. The other boy's tried to pull her off of him.

  " How could you! After three years of giving you my all!"

  They got her off of him eventually. Once they did she slipped on the wet floor. I held my mouth as I watched the tears come down her face.  There was no way that Ben would just break up with her out of no where. The video ended and went dark. I handed Yonkas her phone back.

   The bell rang and I went to my first period class. While in there I couldn't help, but think about why he would do something like that. Three years was a long time. The next couple of classes went by in a blur of lectures. Even when the guy next to me ask for my notes I just gave them to him and didn't get them back.

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