After homeroom, Brad just kept ignoring me and pretending I wasn't there. I really wanted to know what I did wrong. I thought maybe he got bored of me, after all, I get bored of people sometimes. I hope that's not what happened. During lunch I sat by myself, and I noticed, it's way to loud in there, and I hate it. It was the same for study hall, but it was quieter, which was great. I could actually read my book without my attention being taken from me by the noise.
On the bus, it was a bit more quite than in the cafeteria, so that was okay. He sat as far away from me as he could. Luckily I brought my headphones that day and just listened to some music. After I got off the bus, I went home, I started crying too, because my only friend at the time, was acting like I didn't exist. So yeah, that really hurt. I decided to text him in hope of his reply. "Hey Brad, I know it's kinda obvious you'd rather not talk to me right now, but, I just want to know why, so if you could tell me, I'd really appreciate it."
He only read it, never responded.
I didn't know what was up, but it was obviously something.
I'd rather not admit it, but I did end up crying myself to sleep that night.
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Never Forget Me
RomansaThe story of how two high schoolers, Brad and Todd, fell in love.