--March 11/ 12---
My birthday passed without much incident. Actually, to be honest... it was boring. Normally, March 11th would have been a day of craziness and fun, but I was still heartbroken and confused. So many thoughts ran in my mind.
Last year, I got Kaito’s number the day before my birthday. This year, I got a promise of a hug from Gumiya.
Looking through my drawer of random things I’ve collected over the years, I came across some origami that Kaito made for me. Blue and green eight-blades ... a blue and green flower...
Sighing, I grabbed my clothes and changed. I ran into the car, staying silent until I reached the gym doors. Miki and Teto ran up, hugging the breath out of me. I noticed Gumiya sitting with a bunch of his idiotic friends, talking about Pokemon and Kirby. He glanced up, giving me a sheepish smile. I smiled back, without really thinking.
Miki pulled me over to a corner of the cafeteria, looking about ready to chastise me.
“What?” I asked.
“Gumi! Why do you give Gumiya false hope? Just straight out tell him you don’t like him!”
Miki was furious. She had recently broken up with Mikio, after finding out that I was right and he was after another girl. That girl was me, but being the good friend she is, Miki didn’t mind.
“Look, Gumi- a lot of guys like you, I know. If Kaito doesn’t, it’s his problem! He doesn’t know good from bad. Listen- get over this crush you have. If he doesn’t see how pretty, smart, or funny you are now, he never will.”
I looked gratefully at my friend. She may be crazy at times, but deep down she was a real heart-to-heart girl.
That didn’t help with the feeling of loneliness I felt. I was envious, once again. Teto and Kaito seemed like such good friends, while I just fade in the background when I’m with them. He always looked as if he smiled more often with her, while it felt as if he went out of his way to ignore me. I know he doesn’t like her, but sometimes he was such a jerk to me. He said that he wanted to spend time with me, yet he doesn’t bother. Teto is a good friend, but.. I don’t know. I guess I was just too overprotective, wanting him to myself.
He never would be mine, but I held onto that fantasy with everything I could.
