The next day, I came to school with ease. My normal routine of waking up drowsily seemed to have changed for today. I always get dropped off like an hour and five minutes before school starts because that's the only time I can get a ride from my parents before they head off to work. I start walking towards my usual seat in the new dining room, which is pretty much just an extra room recently built into the Commons. (Commons=Cafeteria, that threw me off my freshman year). Every morning me and my friends play Halo: Combat Evolved on our school laptops. I open my school laptop and I set up the usual room in Halo so that by the time they get here, it's ready to go. It's strange when you sit alone in a usually crowded room; just you and your thoughts.
Waiting there I started remembering back to freshman year, back to when I met her; she who shall not be named. It's been over a year, should I still feel agony when I think about her, still want to sneak out of a room when I see her? I know I shouldn't but I do. I'm just lucky I only see her once a day in the hallway, and even luckier that she doesn't see me. But it tricks me out how much like clockwork it is that I see her right after second period. Starting to notice the sad, spaced-out look on my face, I snapped out of it and just got ready for the swear fest we call our Halo matches.
It's that time of the day now. It's second period, AVID. I always like walking in there to see one of my best friends ever, Kimilee. Everyone just calls her Kim, though, I don't blame them. She's interesting; she is a mix of Salvadorian, Russian, and Japanese. Since I've known her, which would be since seventh grade, I only knew she was Salvadorian. I didn't find out she was mixed until last year. We're having our usual chat while procrastinating on the work. I thought to myself, "Should I tell Kim about Katy?" I've always had issues telling people my secrets. Well she is one of my best friends, "So you remember that girl I was walking with?" "That freshman-looking girl," she replied. "She doesn't look freshman! She's in my English class. She's the love of my life," I proclaimed. "No, no," she started saying, "you better not be getting involved with a little freshman girl!" "She's not freshman, I told you she's in my English class," I said. "Mhmm, I'm sure she isn't," she said "but just remember, I'm still the main woman and she will be the other woman." "Ok, Kim," I said sarcastically.
The bell rang; I was so excited to see Katy again that I just ran out of the room, almost dragging Kim out of the room behind me. I was so excited that for a second, I'd forgotten how much clockwork hates me. I was facing she who shall not be named, and she was facing my direction. I don't know if she saw me or not, and I honestly didn't want to stick around to find out if she did. I just turned to Kim, pretended to say something to her, and walked off towards class. I was glad when that was over.

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Just Another High School Romance
RomansaEdward is a kind-of average ,15 year old, high school student who just seems to go through the motions at school. Given up on dating, he wants to just forget the events of freshman year that caused this decision. But he might just have a change of h...