30 days challenge

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18 - a problem that you have had

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"Don't be a jerk and give me my book back," Celine says annoyed, as she jumps up, trying to snatch her book back from Aaron, who's annoyingly smirking at her.

The two of them would be the cutest couple ever, if they could stop being so stubborn and realize that they're both head over heels for each other. I slammed my locker closed, but instead of being greeted by the hallway, a face appeared out of nowhere, making me jump and let out the highest pitched scream in history.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yell, my hand over my heart, and my breathing uneven as I struggled to support myself to stand up.

"Every morning, Evan, every fucking morning," I point at him, "you do stupid shit like this, that's got me on the edge,"

"But you like it," he joked, followed by a wink. I rolled my eyes, and shoved him slightly away, because he was standing too close for my case. I turned to look at Aaron and Celine, but the two of them was mysteriously nowhere to be found.

''So, I was going to ask you about last night's homework,'' Evan explained, leaning against the locker, while I was nervously looking through my backpack to check if I had remembered my calculator for today's math test.

Mr. Robins was not an easy man, and if you don't have your calculator with you on the test, you're basically already dead.

''What about them?'' I asked, still digging deeper into my little black backpack.

''I didn't do them, and I was going to ask you if I could copy yours,'' I finally found the hard blue device and let out an audible sigh, with a smile plastered on my face.

''Absolutely...''I guess Evan though the smile was directed towards him, because his face fell when I responded with something else than what he had expected. ''...Not.''

I laughed hard, and started pointing my finger at his face to show him that I witnessed it, ''Your face.''

For some reason, instead of a pouting face, his lips curved up to a smile. The fresh grassy green color of his eyes swirled into an Atlantic blue as he looked at me. I still had the picture of his fallen face portrayed in my brain, so I couldn't really focus on the stare he was giving me, but there was something behind the stare that was trying to tell me something.

I guess, I would never find out, because by the time I had noticed them, something else in the background captured my attention.

Suddenly, my laugh died out and my smile faded away. It was easy to point out that Evan's smile had faltered away as well when he noticed the change in my mood. His hand placed itself on top of my shoulder as he scanned my face for answers, ''Sam, what's wrong?''

Evan was smart enough to follow my gaze, and it landed nowhere else but at my best friend, or I mean, ex-best friend – who was standing by her locker, exchanging books for the next class.

When I looked at her...I could see the girl I used to be around five months ago, when I accidently caught her in the arms of my boyfriend. I was a mess, I wasn't eating anything, nor was I talking to anybody.

Thanks to my mom who introduced me to Evan, our new neighbor, I found my way to the light. He got me out of the cave that I had been hiding in, also known as my room, two months later.

It's all his pranks, him introducing me to his friends, him always teasing me and him always being a jerk to me, that has made me resurfaced into a better person,