( listen to 'This side of paradise' by coyote therapy)
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
today had yet been another day of torture, Ashlyn was on my case all day.
"rumor has it you spent the night with lucas. you need to back off, he's still mine."
she came up to me at least four times today with the same shit. me still trying to figure out how see even found out. i can't help that he doesn't like people who only like him for his looks and could careless about him, or how his day went, what music he listens to, what his passions are, or even where he sees himself in 10 years.
as i was caught in my thoughts, the sight of his presence brought be back.
a small sliver of hope in me hoped he would bring he tray and sit across from me, and annoying me about lasts nights events or simply even just talk to me about them.
but no.
he placed his tray on an empty table close to mine with a quick glance at me as he took his seat. he had been ignoring me all day, it hurt. not even going to lie about that.
it just didn't seem like the type of thing lucas would do. invite a girl up to his personal balcony, tell her these things, share what seemed like magical moment with her and bam just ignore her after that.
especially to a girl whom he knows has trouble talking to people and opening up to them. a girl who actually felt comfortable around someone who seemed as if they were different from everyone.
maybe not though, maybe i was wrong.
god joey, do you hear yourself? shut up, and stop assuming things and accusing people of things.
my eyes found their way back to him.
he hadn't even touched his food. he seemed off all day, but of course me being me, instead of talking to him i freak out and accused him of being a jerk. he wore a big red sweater, his hair a mess, and he even looked as if he had been crying due to the puffiness of his eyes.
fuck it.
i grab my tray and took a seat in front of him.
"lucas?" i mumble softly placing my hand on top of his to get him to look at me.
"joey, i just really want to be alone right now." he sniffed pulling his hand back.
"w-we'll, you look-
"just leave me alone alright?" he stood from his seat tossing his food in the trash and leaving the cafeteria.
his actions earned me a few stares including one from Ashlyn.
i swear. the universe hates me.
rolling my eyes i threw my food away as well and made my way to my locker.
