Short Story

~Prologue~

Lets see. Where do I start? 

Everyone has their own was of dealing with things. Some people bottle it up inside. Some people cry it out, scream it out, or just keep it all in. 

I, on the other hand, write. 

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You see, there was this boy. For the sake of privacy he will be named Addy. 

Addy was the new boy at school at my High School. My group of friends and I would talk about him at lunch. (All good things of course). I was always kinda curious about him at first. But, later on I began to think that maybe I would never be able to actually be friends with this boy. 

Later on, I noticed right away that he started to hang out with a group of guy friends I've known since grade school. They seemed to have lots of fun at the time. 

Maybe I can fit in with them? No. Of course not, Naty. They don't wanna hang with someone like you. 

These conversations would keep spiraling in my head. Over. And over. 

I guess back then in 8th grade I had a different mind set. I was never confident in myself. Especially surrounded by new people in such a big and brand new place called, High school.  

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As time passed on, our paths finally crossed. Addy and Naty. Naty and Addy. Where you might ask? A park? A party? The beach? Nope.. 6th hour Geometry. We got assigned seats right next to each other in the back of the class. It might seem very insignificant, but sitting by him just felt so..good. For some reason I felt nervous to be sitting by a boy I never talked too before. Yet, as we kept talking, It became easy and fun. He gave me this warm feeling that I haven't felt in a long time. 

After that day, we came back to our normal spots in class. At that time, in that moment, I yearned to sit by him again. Even if it was for a little while.. 

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Later on, I still continued to see him. Did I mention he was in my first hour? Yup. I saw him at the beginning of class and at the end of the day. Perfect huh? 

I wouldn't really talk to him in 1st hour..but 6th hour has a little more of a story..

I will never forget that bright and sunny day in 6th hour. 1 more hour to go, I would tell myself. You can do it. 

As we are 10min into the lesson, I see lots of movement from the front of the class. I look up from my work and notice that Addy and my guy friends from grade school were laughing under their breaths. They seemed to be passing around a slip of paper. As the piece of square paper made my way, I got more curious by the second. 

As the paper reached my table..I opened it up. I could tell it was a 'push me' paper. I played along and made it to end. All I remember was laughing out loud along with all the other guys. We eventually got yelled at but we didn't care. 

That day seems so stupid. But too me, it was a day I will always remember. It was the day what me and Addy and all my other guys friends finally began to talk. And back them..that was all I even wanted.