Oxygen

Chapter 1: Too good to be real.

 One of the hardest things in life is learning letting go. Whenever it's guilt, anger, love, loss or betrayal. Change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go.

 I had everything. People who love me, best friend, family, and the boy whom I loved. Now everything is burnt. I was desperately trying to catch the ashes. But it was useless. I am alone now. No one is here by my side. My life flew in front of my eyes. Every happy moments of it.

 I can clearly remember the moments of me and my best friend Scarlett hanging out. I thought I meant something to her, but I did not. The way she spoke to me. Calming me down. I felt safe. No one was understanding me the way she did.

***

 I remember the cold February days, walking with her through the school and gossiping about hot guys. By the way I wasn't interested talking about other guys than about Oliver, a super handsome boy from the football team, every girl wanted him, and I was desperate about getting his attention. Scarlett, obviously already noticed I had a huge crush on him.

 Being the most popular and hottest girl in our school, Scarlett said, looking at me while I was admiring Oliver:

-Will you already confess to him?

-Waa? Lettie, you know I can't. Look at him. He is so muscular, handsome, has a great sense of style. And look at me, I'm an gray mouse. I wonder if anyone will ever notice me.

-Listen, I'm tired seeing you suffer. I can go and talk to him, and tell him about you.

-No, please, otherwise I'll be really embarrassed.

-As you wish, my queen.

-Hey, stop!, I playfully hit her shoulder, we both laughed and went to classes.

***

 March. Me and Lettie are meeting at my locker before classes. I was was quickly walking towards my locker, because I hate being late. I saw Scarlett leaning by my locker. She seems like she was waiting for me for some time.

-Hey!

-Good Morning, love!, she smiled sweetly.

 I chuckled.

-Stop laughing and look what I've got, she was waving to pieces of paper in front of my face.

-What is that?

-I got tickets for you and me for tomorrow's football game!

I was standing frozen on the place where I was standing from the moment I came. I opened my mouth to say something, but I literally seemed to forget how to talk. Meanwhile in my soul thousand of thoughts were flying. "Why is she being so nice?\ How did she do that? Is she up to something?". I put myself together and hardly asked:

-H-how-I got cut.

-How did I got them? Oh that was easy. Oliver is actually pretty sweet.

"Why is she being so sweet to you? Why was she talking to him if you told her not to? Why didn't she listen to you? She is totally up to something." The voices in my head kept disturbing me from thinking. I wanted to respond them, but Scarlett was near me, and she could hear me yelling at myself.

-He gave them to you?

-Yeah, why?

-I told you not to speak to him.

-Hey! We are living in a democratic country. You can't tell me who should I talk to, and who should I not. If you don't want to give it a try by talking to him, than you will never know if he finds you attractive or not. And he really does! I showed him a few of your photos and he told you're cute. So put your shit together, 'cuz today we are coming at that game.

-Fine, I'll give it a try.

 She smiled at me and we were waiting for the game to start. Finally the classes were over so we went to the football field. Everyone's eyes were on me, since Scarlett brought me some of her cool bad-ass clothes, and she thaught me how to do makeup. I was wearing a snow-white dress, a leather jacket, white converses and a golden watch, while on my face were dancing the bright shades of red on my lips, the golden-white highlighter, black cat-eye, thick lashes and dark brown eyebrows. I wasn't used to that much attention, since I was always invisible. We went to the first row and sat on our sits. The whole game, me and Oliver were glancing each other. Damn, he took of his shirt. God he is so perfect! Since he was close, I could see tiny drops of sweat traveling through his abs. He caught my sigh and saw were I was looking. He smirked and turned away. I was hid my red face in my palms. This guy is definitely trying to seduce me.

***

 After the game, in which Oliver's team won. He was throwing a party at his downtown house, placed on some hills. As I heard, his parents were aboard, so he was doing whatever he wanted to.

 He was chatting with his friends. I was watching him from a dark corner of the crowded room, since I'm an introvert as fuck. I was waiting for Lettie, since she told me she had some things to rule out. I was standing all alone in that room hoping that no one will notice me. Meanwhile, Oliver noticed me standing there all alone, told his friends something, and started walking towards me. Oh, dear god, tell me he's not walking towards me. Please, I'm not ready to confront him. No, no, no, no, no, please!

-Hey...