20 Reasons Why We Met

Reason #2: Strangers

It was pretty cool how both Alexa and I ended up in the same class for ALL of our subjects. We sat side by side. I was nice.

Unfortunately,  i was in the same class as "Called Me a Loser" boy for chemistry. Thank god we didn't end up as lab partners. I think I saw him spilling the hydrochloric acid on his partner. And she's already a hearing impaired kid. Why? Why did he even have to do that?

I ate at lunch alone. Underneath a big tree. This was the only part of the school that was actually pleasant and nice. Quiet, tranquil, natural. Nice people. People who didn't judge. People who didn't-

Shoot, I was thinking again.

You might be thinking: Everyone thinks. It's okay to think. However, my thoughts get me lost in this dark and endless spiral. It's like I can never return. It usually takes me a while to come back. Once, I was thinking as I was waiting to meet my therapist. I was thinking about how maybe colour blind people actually saw the world in the correct colour. When I had finished thinking, I found myself in the hospital bed.

You see, I start thinking to the point where I don't realise I'm thinking. So I think and think, and end up portraying my thoughts in real life. Sometimes, I blurt things out accidentally. It's like I can't control my head and my mouth, and my actions. That time I was thinking about colour blindness, I actually started walking outside and ended up getting hit by a motorbike. My eyes actually remained open, but I was obviously stuck in the spiral. So, it's hard for people to tell when I am thinking. Yes, it really is that serious.

My thoughts are the only way for me to cope with pain. However, they are also the very cause of pain to my mom. 

"Yo!" I heard a voice, and before I knew it, someone had placed their double cheese chicken burger right smack on my table. I looked up, and realised that it was Alexa.

"Yo?" I replied.

She smiled and hopped right on the bench, before taking a huge bite of her burger.

"Damn, that's good! Oh, and on a completely unrelated note, have you decided what co-curriculum activity you want to join?" She asked, before biting her burger again.

I shook my head. I didn't want to say much. I just wanted the tranquility to set in, I just wanted to appreciate that someone was talking to me.

She shrugged her shoulders, and finished her-

Wait. What.

She finished her burger?!?

Wow. I just found another reasons to fall in love with this girl.

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Everything was fine.

Until Physical Education.

I usually liked it, but unfortunately, Jaeden was in the same class as me. And, he was literally the sportiest guy in the class.

Well, what does that mean? That means the coach likes him, and he can torture any person he wants during the lesson.

Usually, it was funny. He would make my bullies suffer during lesson. However, this time, I probably can't have his protection anymore.

"So, Jaeden, who would you like to be on your team?" Coach asked with a booming voice.

Jaeden named all his best friends, a few sporty girls in class, and even Alex.

"And lastly, Alexa," he looked at me and smiled.

Wait, what?

So, for the whole lesson, I was just a confused kid standing around, while Jaeden was out there throwing balls at the same people he always threw at. My bullies.

What did this mean?

After lesson, I headed up to him. I had to understand what he was trying to do during lesson.

However, I didn't even get the chance to speak.

Just as I was about to tap on his back, some brunette girl wraps her hands around his neck, and pulls him into a kiss. and guess what he does next.

He kisses back.

And then they made out.

Gross. Ugh. Tears. Drip. Drip.

I ran all the way to the bathroom. Why was I crying for a useless guy, who obviously didn't care about me anymore?

Drip. Drip.

This was it. The mark that proved I had depression. I was sure of it. 

Drip. Drip.

I wiped away the tears, and came out of the bathroom. I put on a bright smile, and sauntered down the hallway off to lunch. People smiled back. It was nice.

However, my heart was shattering. My soul was crying. My life felt like it was about to be over. 

It's obvious I have depression. I'm sure of it now.

I bought a burger and tried to find Alex, the only friend I have now. And, we don't even know each other's phone number.

I walked around aimlessly, until I spotted him sitting under the big oak tree outside. Tranquil, peaceful, serene. That was a pretty nice spot to eat, and to cry quietly in your heart as you tried to pretend to be the world's bravest girl.

I went over and sat down in front of him. He looked up at me with the biggest question mark above his head. I could tell he was confused as to why I would sit with him.

I don't even know why. Just watching him eat his chicken pie, with earphones hanging loosely, and a subtle smile on his face. It made me feel a little better. it made me feel like I had someone.

I am extremely sure that I have depression.

But maybe, he'll help me get over it.

A/N: Yay!