With Love, Cassie

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CASSIE'S POV

I can't think straight.

This is killing me. It's like my body's still working but my mind is elsewhere. Like something consumed my soul out. It feels like I'm floating, not capable of doing anything.

I see Mrs Wellington's mouth letting all those words but I hear nothing. Not a single word she says gets to me. It's like watching tv with no volume.

This is so not me. This is usually my favorite class and I always pay attention to every single material. I've always liked studying American Lit. But this time, like I said, my mind is not here.

"... and that's all for today. Don't forget to submit your task by email no later than 8pm. Have a good day, everyone."

With that, I collect my books and put them back in my backpack. Even though I didn't actually open a single page.

"Cassie? Are you okay?"

I look up to see Jason with his furrowed eyebrows. Of course, my bestfriend always notices when things go wrong. But now i'm so not in the mood to tell him what on earth happened.

"Nothing. Let's go."

But Jason being Jason, he will never let himself hanging from not knowing something from his bestfriend. I cannot seem to look him in the eye, I just can't see that face anymore.

"Not that easily, Cas. Do you think you're a good liar?"

I look away and just walk out of the class with him following me from behind. Deep inside, I feel bad for treating him like this. But I seriously can't say anything right now. My empty soul, my wrecked heart, I am completely destroyed.

"Hey I thought you guys were in the canteen already!"

The cheerful Stacey approaches both of us in the hallway. I can hear Jason says something about me to Stacey. They're talking as if my ears couldn't hear it.

"Umm Cas? You're okay? Anything happens?" She says, reaching my shoulder.

"Guys, I'm good. Totally fine. I can assure you. I'm just.. not in the mood I guess." I say with a fake smile. Too fake if you ask me.

"You know Cas, if anything happened just tell us. We're bestfriends after all." Jason added.

Sure. We're bestfriends.

"Nothing means nothing, Jase. Cut it off." A serious tone was heard.

I see disappointment on their faces. But it looks like they give up asking me to spill the beans.

"We're just worried. You look pale. You didn't say much, you know, since.. Monica's birthday party."

Well, at least she realized. But still, maybe she hasn't realized the worst thing that happened in that damn party.

"No, I'm good. Anyway, I skip the canteen. See you guys!"

Leaving both of my so-called bestfriends, I run out of the hallway. I just wanna get out of here, trying to refresh my mind for what has been bothering me for days. The memories keep flashing on my mind, and that keeps hurting me.

But me, being too careless, didn't see what's coming in front of me.

"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't see you coming. You're okay? Are you-"

I look up to find a pair of brown eyes in my direction. The tall figure distracts me, making my eyes want to see that wide shoulder over and over. At least, this is the only good thing that happened at school today: Bumping into a cute brown-eyed guy in the hallway.

"No, It's fine. I'm okay. Sorry, it was my fault." I say with a real smile now.

"Anyway I'm Ross. Ross Anderson. Here."
He hands me my book, and offers a handshake.

I shake his hand and replies, "Cassandra Livingston. But just call me Cassie. Thanks anyway."

"Alright Cassie. So... I'll see you around then?"

My heart skips a beat when he says my name. I nod, with a prayer inside my head that we will see each other around. He waves his hand before disappearing in a crowd of people.

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