I walked down the hall thinking about how much I bs'd my way though another school year doing the minimal amount of work possible. I thought about how much harder I worked on relationships rather than school work. How hard I worked to get the most perfect girl at the school only to drop her with no real reason to. The memories came back.
The fragments of memories about the amount of time I spent with my ex. 6 months. We were still scared about our newly felt special relationship. We only held hands and were to scared to kiss each other. I guess that's how middle school relationships are. But we were so connected that we forgot to advance in our relationship. That's what happens when you could stare at each other's eyes and be so amazing for hours on end without saying a word. Our relationship was so perfect. Then I rethought the phase. Was
I reached the door of Lauren's class. I snuck back in and snuck behind her to her hug her from behind. She was surprised
"Wow that was fast. What did you tell you teacher?" She asked
"I didn't have to say anything, all had to do was give her the dashing smile and a quick wink and walked out. She knew what was up."
She laughed, " yeah I'm pretty sure that happened. You could get anyone with that smile of yours" she then winked
Maybe it was her sass or those beautiful glasses. Something about her made me so interested in her. She was a genius and so cute. It was the perfect combination. I could only imagine what she looked like when she got older. I wouldn't mind spending a long time with her.
We talked and we talked. The sound of a ringing bell came to quick. I wanted to freeze time in the moment to keep our conversation about the summer on going.
"Well, I guess that's it for our 8th grade year. How do you think high school will be?"
She didn't let me answer. She talk about her favorite things about 8th grade. Unintentionally I stopped listening. Scanning the area I find her. The perfect girl. Alyssa. She was walking a few people behind us talking to Gage. Gage. The number one rule breaker of the bro code. Before me and Alyssa split we were the best of friends. We were always around each other. Happy go lucky friends. Then he saw the opportunity of snagging Alyssa while she was vulnerable. I knew his intentions after that moment. I was so blinded by friendliness that I couldn't see his real plan. To get my girlfriend. Well now EX but it's whatever.
Still zoned out from what Lauren was saying I caught myself thinking about Alyssa again. I quickly stopped myself. Why do I keep thinking about her? I should be moving on. I looked at Lauren. She's great. Not perfect, but great. No one can be perfect. No one can be Alyssa.
"So what do you think?" Lauren quickly asked
"Was it my turn to speak?" I asked myself
"Hello? How do you think our freshman year is going to be?"
Thank god she asked the question again
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Run Away
Non-FictionDon't you always miss the old days? In this story we reminisce the best way possible, by the fire