The Eye of the Beholder /Phan>•</

The Blue-ish Blackish eye

"Phil!" I say, rushing over to the black-haired boy, trying not to seem too eager. It didn't help that he wouldn't stop walking the opposite way. "Hi." I sigh when I arrive, trying to catch my breath.

"Hey." Phil answers, eyes cold. He barely looked at me. "What do you want?" He continued walking. I had to take larger steps to keep up with him.

"Well you said yesterday that I could take you to my lunch spot, silly! Silly Philly!" I say, excitement dancing in my eyes. Phil did not seem to care.

"Yesterday was Sunday."

"You know what I mean! Friday!"

Why was Phil acting this way?

"Well, I've changed my mind. I don't want to anymore."

"Oohh, surrrrre." I said, thinking he was joking. He stopped suddenly, jerking towards me.

"I think we should break up."

"What?" I questioned. I was suddenly very confused. What had I done?! I don't remember saying anything wrong...

"You're not my type, and I don't like you anymore. I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore because I don't like you. I never liked you. I just felt bad for you." He began to walk away again. I let him. I stood there for a few minutes, in shock. Letting it all sink in. Tears formed in my eyes. Suddenly I was walking, running, through the halls.
I got to the lunch spot to see my friends. I don't want to talk to them right now. I don't want to talk to anybody. I kept walking to the opposite end. I found a small corner in which I could hide. I did.

Phil's words came swirling back to me.

He doesn't love me.

He doesn't like me.

He never liked me.

I wonder if anyone actually likes me.

I, being the stupid wimp I am, began to cry harder. I had completely lost control.

Stupid,

Tears slid down my face like I was a waterfall, except less beautiful. A lot less.

Ugly,

"No-one..Likes. Me." I said quietly to myself, in between shudders.

Annoying,

I scrunched up into a ball, feeling sick to my stomach.

Unimportant.

I hit my lunch against the floor, as hard as I could. Again and again and again and again....

Suddenly I heard footsteps. I tried to hide, but I was cornered.

I didn't even care. Whoever it was, I don't even care. Yesterday I was in love. Today, I am alone. In a week and two days, it was supposed to be our anniversary of seven months. I had already bought a suit. Not that it, or anything, mattered now.

The footsteps came closer.

"Dan?" I recognized the voice.

"Omygod, Dan!"

"Hi, Louise." I say, without looking up from my position.

"What's going on? We looked all around for you! Where have you been for the last 10 minutes?" She says.

I look up. She is gathered in front of me, along with Peej and Chris. I showed no emotion. I just stared at them blankly. It was my red, puffy cheeks that gave me away.