Its finally March. I can smell the fragrance of certificates waiting for me.
Its the first week of March. So as expected its gonna be a busy and tiring.
Im currently at the cafeteria eating my lunch. All the morning subjects are stressing. Math and Science also has projects to be passed next week.
I can barely imagine my future. geeezz.
"Mind if I sit with you?"
My jaw almost dropped. Its Zaiden asking me if he can join me. Of course not.
"No, so would you mind transfer to another table?"
"Soo rude." then he sat down in front of me
"I told you to transfer, are you ----"
"Shhhh. Shut it. I'm just trying to be friendly with one of my ex" Tf?
"Then, your not being friendly." I was about to stand when he grab my hand and force me to sit back at my place.
"Look Samara, I'm not here to piss you of."
"I'm already pissed. Can't you feel it? Are that dumb? Oh... I remember you dont care about the feelings of others."
"Call me whatever you like. I'm just saying sorry."
"Well, apology accepted. I'm easy to talk with. So would mind leaving me alone?"
"You're still mad."
"I know I'm still mad. So better distance yourself from me. I don't need you. And I will never need you again!"
I stand up leaving my food. I'm not hungry anymore.
I walked out of the cafeteria and run to the comfort room.
"Stop it Samara. He's not worth it." I said to myself in front of the mirror. I'm crying again. Its been weeks since I last cried.
This is shit.
I wipe my tears away and washed my face. I shoul really move on already.
I can do this.
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Before I Let You Go
Teen FictionSamara Morgan, a 19 year old teenager who is deeply in love with a boy, Zaiden Scoff. The "full package" heartthrob of Eastwood University. Many girls are flirting with this guy, but Samara got a chance to be his girlfriend. Time goes by and their...