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Chapter 5- Ache

*2014- 2 years ago*
Here I am in sixth period siting at the lunch table with some of my new friends. Makayla, Daniel, and Kimberly were all Juniors while I was a sophomore. I have another friend who sits at the table with me, Nicky. No matter the age difference, we were all friends. Daniel even told me he liked me more than any of his junior friends and that's saying a lot.

"Ayanna I know you see him looking over here." Says my friend Makayla. "Yea he just keeps staring. Him and his friends." Says Daniel and Kimberly. Yea I see him looking over here. I'm sorry guys. If this is making you uncomfortable then I'll go and talk to him." I say getting ready to head over to his table. "No. He is coming over here. Ayanna sit down! Let's see what he has to say to you." Says Makayla as she grabs my wrist and pulls me down into my seat at the lunch table.

Here he comes. I look past him to see his friends cheering and clapping. I look at the ripped sheet of paper in his hand. He also has a pen with him. Is he going to ask me for my number? "Yikes" says Daniel.

"Hey Ayanna." Says Jayden. "Hi Jayden. How are you?" I ask trying to keep my eyes off of the paper.

He takes a seat next to me. "Someone is sitting there." I say. "It's okay. I won't be sitting here for long. Here." He hands me the paper. "Can you write your name here?" Everyone around me looks dumbfounded. "My name? For what?" I ask baffled. "Just write it on there." "But why? For what reason do I need to write my name on a ripped sheet of paper?" I prob him.

He seems to be getting frustrated. He stands up but one of his friends motions him to sit back down. I look toward his friends table and mouth a question to them. They all start to laugh. You can tell they were enjoying this because they had tears coming out cause they were laughing so hard. Just what was so funny?

I finally write my name onto his sheet of paper. "Thanks Ayanna." He gets up and leaves. His friends pat him on the back and I act like what just happened, didn't happen at all.

I look around and the guys at the table have stopped cheering. They look at the sheet of paper and laugh once again. Were they making fun of my hand writing? Meanies. It's not even that bad!

That guy has been bothering me for a few weeks now. I don't know what his problem is. First he walks with me to class, then he sings to be during Spanish class, now his friends are picking on me in the hallway, and now this paper mess! He is crazy. Hopefully I can find out what's going on or just ignore him and his friends. It's getting out of hand.

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It's been a few years and I'm now a sophomore in high school. Middle school went by so fast, and my friendship with Tyler and Meghan faded away fast also. Then again, Tyler stopped talking to me. And Meghan became friends with grungy people. I was really sad then. Meghan and Tyler were the first people I ever met and now i don't have them anymore. To make matters worse, I even signed up to take the same class as Tyler last year when I was a freshman. I know he noticed me in class cause we stared at each other on the first day. I was going to wave and say hi to him but he turned around and didn't acknowledge me for the rest of the year. Two can play at that game

Then comes sophomore year, my current year. I signed up for the class again, band. I thought he would still be taking it but he wasn't there. I then decided to visit my counselor so that I could change my schedule and have that class removed from it. All of a sudden, I saw him for the first time again when I was walking in the hallway. He still attended my high school but I never once saw him since freshman year of band. Then there he was leaning against a navy blue locker talking with a girl. I squinted my eyes and his face became visible to me. When I saw him, a rush of feelings instantly took over me and I slammed my hand on my chest trying to grab whatever it was that was making my heart hurt the way it did in that moment.

What's the matter with me? What's going on here? I have never felt such a pain before in my life. Even before when I saw him, It never hurt this much to just see him.

He turned my way and I looked down at the ground trying not to make eye contact. I slowly turned around and began to walk slowly to the bathroom clenching the wall for help. I made it to the restroom and hid behind the wall. I saw him pass by with the girl. My hand fell from my chest, the overwhelming feeling left as well. I was back to normal. What the hell was that? All I knew was that I never wanted to feel that again. But little did I know was that this feeling would haunt me all of this year and next.