Best Buds Caught in a Love Triangle

Chapter 3-Movie Theatre

The following weeks we just ignore each other, while Mark is trying to get to us. We just ignore him. Funny, I like him and I can ignore him. Aaah, love. Or, tough love.

One day I was sitting at my locker doing my homework. I heard someone come up. I thought it was Mark, but it was Reid. I look up. At his eyes.

All I saw was pain, regret, and what I know, love.

It hurt me. I saw it or FELT it. I knew what he was thinking.

I cry. I bawl. I start to hyperventilate. He sat down next me silently.

He holds me in his arms. I cry on his shoulder because he is shorter than me.

Mark comes over. I stand up and run into his arms. His is ready for my tackle and is mostly stable. He tells me it’ll be alright. He loves me. Then all I heard was myself crying.

He sat down with me and held me close and he wanted to hold on close to me. He stayed there while Reid’s head was lying on my lap.

I didn’t want this to end. Mark was calming me down, and I was getting over my anger with Reid.

The bell rings. I don’t want to mess this up, and neither do the boys. We stay there till 1 minute till the tardy bell and we split silently.

The rest of the day I try to draw the look in Reid’s eyes but I can never replicate it just like he did. Too complicated.

At the end of the day I quickly pack my bag and head over to Reid.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders. He kisses me on the cheek. Good feeling.

Then Mark comes. He is overjoyed to see us together again.

“I’m so happy y’all are friends again.” And Reid get upset at the word friends. Immature.

“Me, too. I couldn’t stand it. His eyes. Just. I can’t think about it without crying.  The pain in his eyes hurt so much I couldn't avoid it." I start tearing up about the way his eyes looked.

"I guess I'm glad I didn't see that." Mark definitely would have cried.

I hug Mark.  "So do y'all want to come over. Like, now?"

"Yes." I am guess I haven't heard them speak in a while and it makes me happy.  Like really happy, I think I smile.

"What are you smiling about?"  Reid asks. He knows I hate it when they speak together.

"I haven't heard y'all speak together in so long that I actually miss it. Its not freaky anymore. Its just... comforting."

"Good." They said, together.

I sling my arms around their shoulders and we walk to my home.  Back to normal life.  I think.

I take Mark's backpack and it is Reid's turn to take mine.

My backpack, AGAIN, is heaviest.  His complaints are whinnier than mine about my own backpack.

Starting our homework with Math, or thinking, we just have fun.  And knowing that good friends stay together forever I give a little show and tell.

"What I always do everyday is my little party. Usually, it is to myself but y'all are the first people that I have shared my little party with.  I usually just turn on Youtube to a set of Taylor Swift or Adele songs and sing and dance and remove all my stress.  Just try it with me.

They party well. I chose my best song from Adele. He Won’t Go, my best Adele song I can sing.

They are really fun to party with. We did the bernie. We danced together.  No girl could have had as much fun as me as that day.