You Belong With Me-JSE

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I sat at my table in English, looking across the class every now and then. My best friend (and obviously crush), Jack, was sitting with his girlfriend. As usual, she was complaining about anything and everything. I could see Jack sigh and just nod at everything. He turned his head and I looked down, writing in my jotter. I moved my tie slightly with my left/right hand as I wrote before pushing some hair out of my face.

Why can't he see that I'm here to help him?

That I'm the one for him?

That he's too good for her?

Jack used to drive to my house in the middle of the night, telling me everything that was wrong. But then he stopped.

I had to admit his girlfriend was beautiful. Perfect body, long legs, long brown hair, golden brown eyes, tanned skin. She was the type of girl to wear extremely short skirts, tight shirts, hell of a lot of makeup and her hair professionally styled.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I continued to write notes down. The guy sitting across from me kept fidgeting. Whether it was tapping he foot, fingers, pencil. He wouldn't stop. I ignored at much as I could, waiting for the bell to ring.

Three minutes.

Two minutes.

One minute.

Thirty seconds.

Riiiiiiiing

I stood up from my seat, shoving my stuff in my bag. I dusted uniform skirt and jumper because of the rubber shavings. I walked out of class, my boots tapping against the floor.

I walked home, my bag on one shoulder. My earplugs were blasting (favourite song) into my ears as I walked. I hummed along, running a hand through my hair again.

I crossed a busy road, barely missing the cars. It happened with everyone. I walked past business men and women carrying briefcases. I looked ahead and saw Jack walking with his girlfriend. I was close behind.

I spend up my pace, passing them within seconds. The wind nipped my skin and the loud music drowned out Jack's shouting.

What're you doing with a girl like that?

I sighed, walking faster as I could see Jack's figure from the corner of my eye. One thought wouldn't leave my mind. The thought I hated most now.

You belong with me.

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