My name is Quelle. Quelle Bough. Im a girl. Im 15 years old. Im black.
I live with my mom. I have no siblings. My dad walked out on me and my mom when i was born. My mom is barely home she's working all the time. So im usually home alone today is just a normal day getting home from school. I proceed to do the usual homework, eat, shower, watch TV. I'm ready to go to sleep but I recieve a text from someone.
Ryan. Oh man. See I just broke up with him last week because i dont like him anymore and he's all butthurt and won't leave me alone. I unlock my phone to open the message.
Ryan: Q what did I do wrong? Just let me know and I can fix it. Whatever it is just please don't do this. We will both regret letting each other go please don't end us. Maybe you're just PMSing but it'll go away and everything will go back normal.
Im tired of his messages but pmsing really? Thats the dumbest thing i think ive ever heard and im not pmsing. I just turn off my phone without responding then hear my phone vibrate 5 more times. Seriously? Get over it dude. Those were the last things I thought after i turned off my lights and fully submerged under the covers.
Night.
I wake up to my alarm clock. Ugh I mentally groan. I hate mornings I hate waking up its so annoying. I stay in bed for 5 more minutes then finally get up. I walk over to my bathroom and brush my teeth and wash my face. I go over to my closet and pick out a pair of grey joggers with a huge white sweatshirt. I go back to the bathroom to do my hair i take my hair out of the ponytail and theres a bunch of knots. Thank God my hair is blow-dried so its not very hard to detangle brush and comb it out then i get the tightest ponytail I can and lay my edges.
I walk out my room grabbing my phone, cash, and book bag. I go to the kitchen and grab a pop tart. I grab a bottle of lemonade and walk out of the door. As I am walking to my bus stop i devour my pop tart. I drink my lemonade washing down my food. I pass a group of kids waiting and wait at my usual spot across from them. I wait there and my friend Karla walks up to me. Karla is my best friend we do a lot together anyway I greet her with the usual "Hey."
And she replies with the same thing "Hey."
We stand in silence on our phones. Until that silence is broken by none other than Ryan who decides to approach us.
"Q how come you didn't reply to my text last night?"
I look at him hoping what i say will enter his brain and never leave "we -are-over-you-and-i-no-longer-exist."
I say as slowly as possible so he understands. He looks at me blankly with a flash of hurt for a second but i turn around and walk to the bus that is now here."Q when do you think he'll get over it he looks pretty bad?"Karla says at me while slightly looking back. "I don't know he did it to himself. What do you mean he looks bad?"
She looks at him and I follow her gaze. She's right his usually curly nicely placed hair looks like hes been running his hands through it often his eyes are red and he has huge bags under them and his clothes are all wrinkled and don't look like what he'd usually wear.
"Don't get me wrong he looks bad but i bet he didn't feel bad for lying. If anything I should be looking like that."
Karla replies "Your right he had it coming."
Those were the last words I heard before getting onto the bus. I sat down and Karla sat beside me as we rode our way to school.●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●
As I'm on my way to my locker to get to lunch guess whos waiting there? Ryan. I act like I don't see him I open up my locker and i hear him calling my name "Quelle."
I grab some books and put the ones i had into my locker. "Quelle."
I grab my money and put it in my bag with my books."Quelle."
I slam my locker closed and as soon as i start to walk away I feel two hands wrap around my arms. They gently push me against the locker. Clearly its Ryan. "Quelle can we talk?"
"We are right now what do you want?"
He looks at me hurt" Quelle I'm sorry i know i messed up please forgive me?"
I feel tears threaten to come out my eyes. "You think you messed up and you deserve another chance lemme tell you something i gave you one too many chances that you took for granted so why in the hell would i give you another one? Please save the act for someone else i don't care who i just don't feel like dealing with this and by the way you'd make a great actor. Oh and get your hands the hell off."
He looks at me with his hands still on my arms. "I said get your hands off of me."
Within a matter of seconds his hands are on my waist and mine around his neck he pulls me in for a kiss. I kiss him back without thinking but i realized I felt like something was missing. That spark we used to have was gone. Now all i felt was anger and hurt in this kiss. I pull away as fast as I can and we stand there looking eachother in the eyes. "Q you can't tell me that didn't mean anything."
"Yes I can it meant nothing other than the fact that I warned you to get your hands off of me."
He looks confused "what?"
That look is now replaced by a look of pain as he grabs his parts. I had kicked him in the nuts it what he deserved. I ran away with tears now streaming down my face that i could no longer hold back. I don't know where I'm running to I'm just running. I let all of my thoughts consume me. I thought i actually loved him. All he did was lie. He's a phony. It hurt really bad to hear what he'd been doing. It hurt to see him like that. It hurt to end things. It hurt to kiss him again. My thoughts are interrupted as I crash into something big and hard. I look up to see the finest thing I think I've ever seen. Its a guy clearly. Hes got long curly hair back in a ponytail his skin is smooth and brown. And he's got broad shoulders with a clearly built body. But wait. I look like trash right now. Oh my gosh. "Uh. Sorry."
I try to walk away but i hear him say. "Its alright. Hey are you okay?"
I sniff a little."Yea."
I begin to walk away but I can feel his presence somewhere behind me. Why is he following me? I stop walking and pretend to tie my shoes and he stops as well. What is he doing? What if hes trying to do something to me? I stand back up straight and walk quickly and eventually end up sprinting to get to the lunch room. As I arrive I slow down and fix myself up. I walk into the lunch room and sit at my usual table with Karla and my friends Joseph, Franny, Thomas, and Victoria. I sit without speaking and look behind me with a sigh of relief that he's gone. I think i have some classes with him i just don't remember which one. I go to buy lunch without saying a word then come back but out side of the cafeteria doors I can see him standing there. Hes waiting. For me.I walk to my table to drop off my lunch and let my friends know I've got some business to handle. I walk out of the Cafeteria and hes standing there. His arms crossed his legs crossed and leaning up against a wall. I walk up to him. " Whats your name and why are you following me?" I say trying to sound intimidating which is not working.
"Well nice to meet you too." He says sarcastically. "My name is Quinn short for Quinnell. Why were you crying earlier?"
"OK. You don't know me. One my name is Quelle and two you never saw me crying. I have no idea what you're talking about so cut it. Three bring it up again and your getting kicked where the sun don't shine."
He laughs. Wait I'm confused. What kind of psycho laughs at that. That's a threat. He should be running off. Something is seriously off with boys today. Seems like the wanna get kicked.
"Well than miss Quelle you don't know me because you are gonna have to try way harder than that to scare me."
I roll my eyes. "Well than Quinn now that we know each other I'm gonna need you to stop following me. It's kinda creepy."
"HAHAHA. I can't promise that. What you scared of me or something?" He says with a smirk.
"No I just don't feel comfortable with someone watching my every move, so back off."
"Sure sure whatever."
I turn around to make my way to lunch yet I still feel this presence behind me. Its so big and bold. Its clearly Quinn hes so cute. I ignore him and go sit down to devour my meal and spill loads of tea to my friends.
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