Can't Breathe - A Shawn Mendes Fan Fic

ONE.

GEORGIA

365 days in a year. 364 days left of high school. Great.
People say high school teaches you leddons. Life lessons. I say they are right. High school teaches you that you can't trust anyone.
364 days of High school left. Until Graduation. Until Prom. So why do I feel like walking down these corridors of happy students and clean lockers, that I feel like this is a brand new day? Like i'm at day one all over again?

Perhaps it's a sign. That I can escape this place physically, but not mentally. Because everything around me has changed too early. Nothing seems right anymore. I feel like a dear in headlights even though I have walked up and down these coridors about 612,789,452,391 times.

I almost forgot one key factor to this though. I don't fit in. I've tried. Multiple times. I am too small for my age. I look like a 14 year old where everybody looks 22. I'm british, living in America and I prefer spending my time in the library reading than in the courtyard socialising. I have tried so very hard yet i'm a tulip in a bunch of roses. I'm different.

"Gee!" I hear my name being called and turn around to see my best friend, my only friend, running towards me.
"Hi Maria." I say tiredly. Maria and I are like sisters. Closer to each other than we are to our family. With only one big difference. She's popular. I'm not.
"I see you are all ready for Art."
"I see you are all ready for PhsyED"
We walk side by side all the way to our lockers, grimacing as we go. Here's another thing about us. We don't get relationships. First you crush, then you date, then you fight and then you break up. When you do date though, You seem to want to makeout everywhere. Even in public at our lockers.
"Get a ROOM!" Maria yells at a couple standing by our lockers. Fortunately our lockers are on the edge of the corridor so we aren't squidged in between people during recreation. I feel bad for people who do. Especially one's in between the wrestlers. They are ALWAYS angry.
"Don't you just find it annoying?" I hear Marie say to me.
"What?"
"People making out all the time at the lockers!" I gotta get to this at leats 5 times a day but I can't if there's a couple laying on it gazing into each others eyes like they are the most gorgeous thing on the planet! Because News flash, they aren't!" I nod absent mindidly.
"Hm... I say not really listening.
"Gee!" Maria snaps her fingers in my face to wake me up. It works.
"What!?"
"Are you listening? I feel like i'm talking to myself here."
Sorry I say, going slightly red in the face. To be honest Relationships don't bother me. I find it cute that people can makd other people happy. Bit Maria does have a point after all.
"So. How was your summer?" I shrug.
"The usual. I think i'm a water sports addict. I must have done surfing a hundred times there. You?" Maria shrugs. I stayed at home." she closes her locker loudly. "Doing maths! Like hello!? It is called summer for a reason." I laugh a little. We have almost nothing in common. So it is surprising we are so close. We walk up the corridor and for some reason I feel different. I feel like people are staring at me for the first time with admiration. Even Maria notices it.
"You okay? You look... Different."
"I feel different." i say to her as I pull my notebook out of my bag. This is my life. Everything in my notebook, all my thoughts and feeling stuck down as drawings never leaves my side. Marie eyes me up and down and suddenly widens her eyes as she realises what has changed.
"GEORGIA." i stop and stare at her alarmed. "YOU'VE GOT A BOYFRIEND." I shush her and she giggles a little. I blush. Clearly she's right. She's always right. I nod and she jumps up and down like a six year old.
"SPILL!!!" I roll my eyes. Clearly I can never win.
"His name's Adam. He's in practically every class of ours..." her eyes widen even more.
"YOU ARE DATING ADAM JONAS!?" she yells again and I have to shush her again before more heads start to turn around. I nod. Adam Jonas. Jock. Surfer. A dream guy. My dream guy. Perhaps it is the fact that i'm dating him that makes things topsy turvy. I mean i'm not exactly popular. I'm not rich. I'm not a model. I just draw. But here I am. Georgia Mills. Geek. Dating a school king. Maria calms down a bit before looking at me seriously.
"How? When did this happen?" i shrug.
"At the beach in LA. We were hanging out and he just kind of asked me." I smile. To be honest, I went to the beach everday to surf and he happened to be there also. It was wierd at first but now it just feels right. I think.
"Just be carefull with Adam. He eats girls like you." i stare at her confused. Maria sighs at me and walks into Chemistry. She sees Adam and turns around slowly to face me. "I mean he's a player. He dates girls to get things he wants. When he has what he want he'll drop them." i'm shocked to hear this. Maria should be happy for me. Why is she trying to push him away from me?
"Okay. I'll be carefull." I say. Maria smiles and walks to her place. I walk over to mine wondering about what she said. Adam was popular and had girls at his feet. But he liked me for me. It had been 10 weeks we had dated. Summer was over and our relationship had just begun. It confused me. And made me think how much i've changed. Perhaps Maria and I aren't so close anymore...

Chemistry is probably the most boring lesson ever. I know because I fail at every single experiment which forces me to stand outside in the hallway in shame. Maria and giggle as the teacher writes note after note in her usual monotone voice, Blind to our gitters about nothing. Adam continues to stare at me and I feel my face go red everytime I do. Maria rolls her eyes.
"You know for someone who used tk think she was at the bottom of the foodchain, you and Adam seem pretty mesmirised by each other."
"I know... It's crazy. I never thought someone like him would-". suddenly i feel a tug on my arm and a little white note is shoved in my face. I blush as i read what's on it. Maria reads it to and tuts. A note saying how pretty I am. From adam. So cute.
"Now he be passing you notes. Has the world gone topsy turvy!?" i giggle a little and smile at adam. He smiles back at me and winks.
"Yes. Perhaps it has." i say.
"Perhaps what?" i turn my head foward and there in front of me standing crossly is my chemistry teacher. Great. I look down and realise i spoke too loudly but then again when i look to my right, the experiment we were doing also seems to have blown up. "May i remind you that when we do do experiments, that we have our utmost focus? Something you lack maybe?" I blush in shame. I look over at Adam who's laughing along with everybody else. I need to show him i'm not good girl anymore. I need to show him i'm.... Datable.
"Well if your experiments weren't so boring, i wouldn't fall asleep all the time." Maria opens her mouth and i feel a pinching sensation in my stomache. I push it aside and look at Adam who seems content with my mavrick answer. My chemistry teacher does not and sends me outside. I get up obediently and do my best to walk confidently out of the doorway. It seems to work as the glares i'm getting seems to be glares of impressiveness. But standing in the corridor seems to make everything normal. I feel bad for talking like that. Maybe I should go appologise? Suddenly i hear footsteps and as i turn my head, i see a boy. Not just any boy, a really cute boy. Dressed in black, with short brown hair and a black backpack slung over one shoulder. I immediately know who it is. Shawn. The guy living opposite me. Shawn... Is quiet. He's tall and thin and loved by every girl who sees him. I wouldn't blame them. He was a thing a beauty. He would hang out in the music room and play his music whilst girls stare at him through the locked window on the door. I hadn't noticed him properly until now. He looked over at me as he walked and I felt uncomfortable. A shiver went down my spine. I look away. Down. Anywhere but at him. But as i lift my head, he's standing beside me looking at flyers on the bulletin board next to me. I can smell his soft cologne and it it a smell of heaven. I've never felt like this way before. Not even about Adam.
"You should try out the master's club." i hear myself say. He looks over and his lips start to edge into a smile at the corners.
"Should i now?" he says to me. His voice seems so calm. So soft. A musicians voice. I nod and look down at my feet.
"Yeah um. I went there last year. It's really fun, you get to write your own songs and stuff..." he turns his head back to the noticeboard.
"And are you doing it now?" he says. I shake my head no and start to shuffle my feet. "Shame. It would be nice to see you there." i look up surprised and see that he is doing the same to me. His big brown eyes shine in the light of the school corridors. I find myself saying to him "maybe i will join then." His lips edge back into a smile and he hands me a leaflet.
"I'll see you at lunch then." he walks past me as the bell suddenly goes off. Students fly in all directions and I lose him in the crowd. The leaflet in my hand drops to the ground as Adam comes over to talk to me. I smile at him sweetly but his words are silent. All i can think about right now, is Shawn.