Broken Hearts

Starting Over Again

"Everyone eyes on the board!"

Mrs. Valdez snaps at the whole class. Everyone jolts awake to her sudden voice. I swear when she banged the black board is it as though you can also hear the sound from the other side of the room.

I look up, trying to see if anything would pass through my thick cloud of stresses and worries inside my head. Unfortunately not a single word on the blackboard passess through, so I spent the whole class eyeing aimlessly at the blackboard.

An hour later, the bell rings. Signaling the end of the class.

Everyone seems happy to finally leave this hell of a boring classroom.

Everybody already left.

Everybody.

Except for me.

I can't hold it back.

The pain.

The tears.

The hurt.

I was looking at no where, when a series of tears begun to flow.

When I know that I'm off the coast of hearing.

My quiet tears turns to loud sobs.

Like a little girl who only wants her doll back.

For me, crying alone helps.

Pride?

No. Some people just don't understand the reason for my tears. that's why I preferred crying alone.

I feel betrayed.

I feel weak.

"Here" I voice said.

I didn't know I was with someone until he spoke.

But I didn't look up. Too embarrased to look at him.

Him witnessing me at my weakest spot.

A minute had passed when I didn't do anything like wise to him, until I heard his retreating footstep out of the door.

I peeked, to see if he is completely gone. 

I saw a handkerchief infront of me.

And a  note was tucked in between the folds.

"Don't cry. His not worth it"

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Using his handkerchief, I fixed myself, making sure there's no trace of tears before walking out of the door.

Avalon High is sure buzzing with students for such a small town.  And the problem with it is everyone is into anything.

I made my way to my locker, dodging every students. The good thing about Avalon High is that you can personalized your own locker making it easy to recognize one's own.

A few students are already preparing for the fifth period.

I opened my locker and started stashing things inside my bag.

"Are you avoiding me Miss Krislynn Drew" someone said from behind.

"My god! Tasha! You scared me!" I told her, playfully pushing her.

I should be happy.

For the sake of others.

 She just laugh and went to stand beside me.

I should smile, so I won't annoy people with my problems.

"So?" she started and I had to look at her in question. "What? I didn't even say anything yet!" She defended, which makes me giggle for the

first time.

"What are you so defensive for?" I ask her.

I Put my bag behind me and we started making my way to my class.

"Are you having plans this evening?" she ask, when I didn't answer. "Well, the guys invited us for pizza at our house

"The guys?" I ask her.

"You know, my brothers?"

That's right. Her brothers and when I say brothers, I didn't mean two or three. I'm talking about 7 brothers.

Yup, Natasha is the only girl in there house.

She has 7 more brothers.

"But isn't your brothers in university?" I ask her as we rounded the corner,  already passing through the gym.

I have history next. And the class room was in the opposite side, at the back of the gym. Which means we have to cirlce the gym first, to get to the classroom.

"Weren't you listening to me yesterday?" she inquired.

Yesterday? what am I doing yesterday?

"You weren't, where you?" she accused but didn't push the conversation any furhter.

"Anyway, Simon is treating everyone pizza. There will be movies." She hopefully added.

I stop, right infront of history class. Everyone is starting to take their sits down.

"I don't know Tash, I'm not up for any party."

"It's not a party but a gathering or some sort." she said but before I could reply, she beat me to it, "I'm not taking no for answer, you'll be there"

and then she hugged me.

She's already at the corner when she abruptly stop to look at me and said. 

"It's been months. You should've move on by then."

"........................................................................................"

"You should've move on by then."

His words.

Because of Natasha, his memories came back to me like a storm.

Wind howling beneath the words he said. 

"Miss Drew? I was asking you  a question." Mr. Turner said, stopping infront of me. He was eyeing me between his round glasses.

"Ah.......Uhm. Spanish Galleon?" I said elsewhere. My mind was, as always flying through my head again and didn't hear Mr. Turner called my name.

He look at me one more time before he turned and walked back to his chair.

"I'm sure it was an answer to something but I was hoping for an answer about what year did the great depression started." he said calmly at me, some of the students snickered but non laugh.

Ring.ring.ring

"Ok next week write an essay about the Japanese Aggression!" He belowed as some of students started making an exit to his classroom.

I did too, fast. Avoiding the pep-talk. But unfortunately,

"Miss Drew?"

"Is something wrong Mr. Turner?" I asked innocently. But I know what was comming.

"I should ask you that question, Kris? Is something wrong? You've been a little" he said, choosing his next words, "off."

"I'm ok. You don't have to worry." I said,flashing a 100 watts fake smile.

Swinging my bag around my shoulder, "I'll be giong now, tell my sister I said Hi"

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