Lost

Chapter 2

Estelle was nonetheless a gorgeous girl that lots of guys had liked. She was petite, and had a spunky personality, which made her all the more hard to get yet everyone wanted her.

It was eighth period Friday, which meant the last hour before the weekend. I saw Estelle and approached her.

"Hey! What's up!?" I said and she updated me on all of the latest gossip in her life and others.

"And one last thing..." She said. "You know Oliver...? He likes you" she said and I thought of Oliver. He was strange, yet popular. And kind of cute, but not when he got his hair cut that one time..... Yikes.... Haha.

"Oh.... Really?" I said kind of embarressed. I didn't like Oliver. Then I really remembered the connection between Oliver and Estelle. Estelle had liked Oliver since last year and everyone had thought they would make a cute couple, but Oliver had never liked Estelle in that way. With the remembrance of that very important detail I corrected that last sentence.

"Wait... Do you still like Oliver?" I said to Estelle.

"Yes.... I mean, you can date him though... Oh! And don't tell anyone I said this! Okay?" She said and then we departed from our little bathroom break from eighth period classes.

I thought about Oliver from that point on. And from then on, I would actually pay him attention class.

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I was walking out of my last class at the end of the day to my car, when I saw Riley. He ran to me and I smiled and we began talking.

"Can you just like.... Tell me what you and Estelle were doing??" I said kind of annoyed that he was hiding something from me.

"Listen.... Just. Don't tell anyone okay because I really don't want the whole entire school to know but.... Me and Estelle are dating" he said and I was happy that he was happy but at the same time I felt kind of a wierd feeling in my heart. Like, now he had someone more important to tell everything he thought of to.

"Oh.." I sad and the smiled to cover up my wierd feeling that anyone else would call jealousy. "Cute" I said giggling.

"Thanks, you're the best Tori, I knew I could tell you." He said smiling and looking at me.

"Yep.... The best." I said giving a slight smile then looking at my shoes. He walked ahead of me and I heard him yell "Estelle!!" And I walked to my car.

Once in my car I sunk into the seat and heaved a giant breath. I couldn't like Riley..... There was just, no way. He had always been my best friend. Nothing more, nothing less. But at the same time I couldn't help feeling jealous. And with that, any thought of Oliver left my mind.

Because now I had been replaced. I was no longer the person he would turn to for everything. The person he would laugh and spend every moment with. I would barely even be a thing in comparison to Estelle. I was nothing just like that. And without him, I felt it.

I started the engine and drove out of the parking lot kind of feeling dizzy. Now, the confusion of Riley and Estelle had worn off, and now it was just more of anger that I was not special to him anymore. And it crushed me inside after all that time.

I pulled into a parking lot just to text him.

"Hey" I said quite simply. I then pulled out of the parking lot and drove the rest of the way home to my house. I didn't check my phone once, even at red lights, wanting to be able to open it at home and see the text back that reassured me I was still part of him. Part of his life.

I pulled into the Driveway and grabbed my bag, still not checking my phone. I went to my room and later down on the bed. The sun was shining in and I felt really excited to check. I clicked the center button and my screen lit up but all I saw was my background, which just happened to be a picture of me and Riley. I remember it like it was yesterday.

The Carnival had come to town that weekend and Riley had surprised me with tickets. We went, and he had convinced me to ride the Ferris wheel. I got on, dreading it bc of my fear of heights. We started going and right when we were at the top the ride stopped. I was so freaked out that I grabbed Riley's hand and to distract me he thought we should take a picture, because after all, the view was gorgeous. I loved the picture so much I that it was my phone background and I had framed it for my wall.

Right now I wish I could grab his hand and pull him back to me and away from Estelle. I unlocked my phone, and I looked at the text I had sent. Underneath it said "read 3:44" which made me cringe because it was 4 now and he obviously hadn't bothered to text me back.

I wish it hadn't, but a year slipped down my face and I quickly wiped it away. U couldn't cry about him. He was just a friend. I should be happy now. He finally got what he's wanted for so long now. A real girlfriend who was gorgeous and totally perfect for him. This was his new beginning, I just have yet to find mine.