Chapter One: That One Summer

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That One Summer.
The summer that he was different. The one summer break he forgot about me.
He forgot what we were.

I had a childhood friend. He was a nice, gentle boy named Henry. My name's Miya, by the way.
The one summer, he texted me. It was a message asking if I wanted to go to summer camp with him in August. Of course, I agreed.

I regret it.

When I went there, he was much more different from the Henry I had known since I was 4. He was now muscular, popular, and every girl wanted him. I tried to talk to him, but he completely ignored me! What the hell? 

I tried again the next night, and he just looked at me with these cold, frightening eyes. Nothing like the gentle, soft eyes he always had. He wasn't the same person anymore. Not even near the Henry I had known for such a long time, the boy I always looked up to.

He told me we aren't friends anymore. You can only imagine how heartbroken I was. He told me I was too ugly, and that I don't deserve talking to him. The nerve of him! He even told me I wasn't worth being friends with someone as famous and hot as him! Where did he get such a big ego?!

I walked away, shaking my head, not believing this was the Henry I knew. That night, he was no longer the boy I had cared for. If he wants to be a bad-boy wannabe, fine! I don't care, he can go... uhh... I don't know, just whatever!


And here we are. The first day of school. The day I will see Henry, the boy I-

Stop.

The day I'll see Henry the Bad-boy wannabe. I wonder if he'll even notice me anymore? I... ugh whatever.

I put on my shoes and glasses and took off for the school bus stop. Luckily, the bus arrived just in time as I got there, trying to catch my breath. And can you guess who I saw right away? Yep, you guessed it! I walked past him and sat down in a window seat at the back. I put on my earphones and started playing my favorite music. Just then, I felt someone sit beside me. Can you guess who?! Well done, it's HENRY!! I glared at him and continued humming along to the music playing. As I was getting to my favorite part of the song, it stopped. I looked beside me for my headphones and saw Henry holding them.

"Give it back," I demanded. Like, come on, I was getting to the good part!

He shook his head and smirked. "No, what type of trash do you nerds listen to?" he put the earplugs on and frowned. Probably because it was his favorite song playing at the moment. What he said next made me nearly SLAP HIM!

"Eww, this is so bad!" he said in disgust, but he kept listening. Now it was my turn to smirk. I'll ruin his ears.

I quickly went on my Trash Folder and put on the cringiest song and put it on full volume and watched Henry jump back.

"What the hell, dude!" he yelled at me. I shrugged and smiled innocently at him.

"What ever did I do? (I quote Zucchi!)" I asked like I did nothing wrong. Nothing wrong at all! "It's just, you're being so mean to me. I thought I might give you a few reminders!"

He.

Slapped.

Me!

"What the-" I growled. "Let me tell you a few things I know of. Number one, we both know VERY WELL you were a nerd like me just before summer! Number two, even I know that was your favorite song, so don't you dare act all stupid!" I hissed and covered my cheek with my hands.

The was bawling his fists up. Oh shoot. Suddenly, the bus screeched to a stop. Just in time! I ran off and thanked the bus driver and ran into the office.

"Hi, is it still the same lockers?" I asked the nice office lady. She nodded and gave me a small smile before looking at her papers again. Then she gave me my schedule.

I walked over to my old locker, #3291 and put all my bags inside. The bell rang and I took a look at my schedule and ran off to my class. History, yay.

I ran into the classroom and the teacher looked at me.

"We only have one seat left," he gruffed. He pointed at the seat beside someone familiar-

OH shoot...





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