What if, Jeremy was still popular
What if, Christine and him lasted longer than expected
What if, he and Michael had never fixed things
What if, Jeremy lost his player two
What if, that's exactly what happened
________________________________Log 1,
Its been interesting, these passed two months. It's definitely been full of...excitement. Yet- I can't help but feel like a large chunk of me is missing. Well not necessarily missing, but just gone from me...you know? It's like someone ripped out a part of me and they're walking around with it like, "look at me, I have an essential part of Jeremy Heere!" And the worst part is, I know who.
Michael Mell, my used to be best friend. My used to be player two. My used to be ride or die, as Chloe would say. Used to...being the key word. I fucked up, that night at the party, where I called him a loser, a fucking party! That night we could have died, and I never said anything, I haven't said anything. I can't say anything. He's been missing, Michael. God, I hate it! I lost a part of myself for what, not being called a loser, for having a girlfriend.
Which brings me to the topic of social status. I haven't made up with Michael for one of three reasons, first being I'm a scared little bitch, and the second, well I'm popular, and he is gone...of course. After all that hard work, and dealing with that damn squip, I'm not giving it up. Hell I even made Christine popular, I helped someone! But, I'm still the bad guy! And while the squip is gone, Because it completed its mission, I still feel out of control. I'm just wandering around, acting like I own the place. I don't know what I want anymore, god help me.
-sincerely meJeremy closed his notebook with a sigh. All the thoughts he had just put onto paper seemed to be trying to crawl back into his brain. "Stupid stupid stupid," he mumbled to himself, huffing and puffing his warm breathe into the air.
He spun around in his chair to look out the window. Snow drifted in the milky gray sky, the sun was nonexistent this time of year. Jeremy brought his hands to his face and rubbed. Harder, and harder, and harder till his hands hurt and his face was red. What was he thinking, why did he think he could have the best of both worlds. Why did he think he could still keep his best friend, and be popular at the same time. Why was he such a dick about it?! It was tarring him apart.
As he pondered his worth, Jeremy's phone rang optimistically. Then again, and again, and again. He didn't pay attention to it, they were just short buzzes, just texts. A few seconds passed before the hum of a song from apocalypse of the damned played out his phone and into his room. Someone was calling him. Jeremy mentally slapped himself and slumped over to his bed, where his phone sang his used to be favorite song. Though he hid it from everyone, including himself, Jeremy still loved that song.
He picked up his phone and groggily peered at it. It was Christine, a smile skidded its way into his lips, Christine was his favorite person. At least his mind told him that, his heart- it screamed in protest.
Jeremy: hey babe, what's kickin'?
He hated it, what he had to say to her, but she giggled happily.
Christine: oh you know the usual, what about you hone?
Jeremy: nothing
Their conversations were so bland, so boring, just like their relationship. They had no common ground!
Christine: well okay than, I'll see you Tuesday okay, I won't be at school today, sick. Bye babyJeremy had no time to say goodbye, Christine had hung up the phone before he could even think about it.
Their talks were never long, never sweet, never filled with the sticky substance that romance was, only hi's and bye's. That was it.
Or at least to Jeremy that's how it felt, that's how everything felt. Really really really bland. He shook his head and sighed, "better get ready for hell." Jeremy was not ready, he won't be ready for a long time.
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