Lefty's ✓

nineteen.

August

Today is the first day of school. My last year of high school starts today and I've never been more scared.

I know she will be there. Being in the same room as the girl that broke my heart over summer break doesn't seem like an enjoyable time.

My car pulls into the parking lot of my new school. It's the same as our house; smaller than my old one, but not too small. Cutting the engine and pulling the keys, I sit in my car and try to prolong going in.

I already want this day to end.

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We had one class together.

Just one.

She wasn't there at first. I thought maybe she didn't want to go school today. Maybe the reason was me. Any way I could trick myself into thinking there was even a small part of her that cared for me, I tried.

When she showed up five minutes late I knew I was wrong. Why would she ditch school to get away from me? It's not like she cared enough.

Nevertheless, it was obvious she knew I was there. The minute she walked in I saw her body language change. These past few months have given me time to understand what it does and how that relates to how she feels.

Her right hand clamped itself around the side of her thigh. Her breathing stopped for a quick second, but picked back up right after. She moved her eyes immediately to the back of room, zooming in on the empty seat she was going to sit in. Whenever Melissa had a problem with something, her eyes would go anywhere else but that thing. She knew they would give it away.

The class was longer than any other. I didn't feel her gaze on my back; she wouldn't dare risk the chance of being caught staring. When it ended, I rushed out, not being able to stand breathing the same oxygen as her.

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I went to Lefty's late at night. It was fifteen minutes before it closed and I was the only one there.

That was until the bell above the door rang, grabbing my attention. It was her.

It was Melissa.

She saw me there, I could feel her stare. Her tea was ordered to go and she grabbed it and ran outside as fast as she could. It was raining, but it didn't matter as long as she could get away from me.

But I couldn't let her.