Wicked Games

Chapter 2

My alarm went off at 6:45, I groaned and rolled over and turned it off. I didn't know what to expect from my first day at Statesville Christian. The transition from public to private high school would be very hard  but I felt confident that my last year would be a good one. I drove to school feeling very anxious. 

"Who's the new kid?" I heard several people ask as I walked in. But one student in particular caught my attention. Austin Kelly. Probably one of the best things I have ever given up. I saw her give me the look and then continue walking with her friends. I just wished she knew how sorry I actually was. 

"Hi uh I'm new." I told my AP Gov teacher. 

"Name?" 

"Sam Boggs." 

The teacher scanned the list for my name, "Ah yes Mr. Boggs the transfer, the soccer team is going to be very excited to have you. Please have a seat 3rd row 5th seat." 

I nodded and took my seat, "Ms. Kelly Mr.Sander I hope tardiness will not be a habit this year." I heard the teacher say. Austin and her friend apologized and took the seats in front of me. 

"Well if you ask me I think he's overrated." The boy told Austin. 

"Oh really? Cause I think I'm underrated." I smirked looking at Austin to see how priceless her reaction would be once she saw she would be stuck with me for a whole year. 

"Look Sam I have nothing to say to you." Austin snapped.

"Hm interesting." 

"Look why the hell are you here." Austin whispered. 

"Isn't it obvious? I missed my best girl" I smirked as the boy in front of me laughed. 

"Go fuck your self." 

"I missed you too Austin." I smiled as she rolled her eyes and turned around in her seat. 

All of my other classes passed by pretty slowly. Not only did I not know anyone, but all the freshmen girls were staring at me. I knew what they all thought of me. But what bothered me the most about Austin was that she wouldn't even let me explain my self. Not once. I walked into English to see her best friend Melissa. 

"Hey Mel." I said as I took the seat next to her. 

"Sam! I don't know if I'm supposed to hate you or not but I'm really glad you're here." Mel smiled and gave me a quick hug. 

"I know Austin hates me. And I want to know what I can do to make things right." 

"Wow, I like the initiative, but shes really mad. She's saying that after you guys broke up you wanted to stay friends but you made no effort to text or call her." Mels voice trailed off. 

"Yeah about that, um I couldn't face her Mel. I knew what I did was so wrong. I knew that I really hurt her and I don't think I could ever be just friends with her. Could you please just try to talk to her for me? I know I fucked up. I fucked up really bad Mel. But shes the best thing I've ever had in a long long time and I miss her. " I explained.

"Well I'll try and talk to her but I'm not gonna make any promises." Mel told me as class started. 

After English I began walking to my locker for lunch which I already knew was going to be awkward. I looked around the quad for a familiar face but sadly the only face I knew was of someone who hated my guts. 

"Hey you're Sam right?" Austins friend walked up to me. I nodded,"Uh I'm Alex do you wanna come sit with us?" He gestured towards the table where Austin was covering her face in a book. 

"Sure thanks." I got up and dusted my pants.

As Alex introduced me to everyone I hated how Austin couldn't even look at me. I hated that I made her feel that upset to where she didn't even wanna look at me. 

"Well I'd better get going I have to do.....something." Austin gathered her things and got up from the table. 

"I don't know what her problem is." Laurel rolled her eyes and looked at her salad. 

"Shut the hell up Laurel you don't even know what happened." Mel shot Laurel a look and then looked back at me, "As long as you're making an effort Sam thats all that really matters." 

"I know but I just wish she would give me a chance to explain." I sighed and looked at my phone. 

"Well clearly shes moved on now so do you." Laurel mumbled. 

"Why is she here? Who let her sit with us?" Mel asked. 

"We'll talk to her Sam. But no guarantees." Alex told me. 

I thanked them and got their numbers so they could keep me updated on the situation. After lunch I only had 2 more periods. AP Psychology and Stats, I walked in to Stats and took the seat behind Carter.

"Sam, I'm sorry about Laurel I know she can be a little abrupt and annoying." Carter told me.

"Its fine. Are you guys sisters because you guys look just a like." I asked.

"Unfortunately. Shes a year younger than us thank god but its always been hard for her to make friends. She doesn't exactly know when enough is enough."

I nodded as the teacher began to start the class. The final bell rang at 3:05 and I walked to my locker and then out to my car.

"Hey Sam wait up!" Alex called.

"Oh hey Alex whats up?"

"As captain of the soccer team I would like to invite you to tryout this year. You need a physical and then tryouts are on October  20th so you have a little while." Alex handed me some paper work and then walked back towards his friends. 

 When I got to my car I saw Mel and Austin walking to her car and I couldn't help but think she was all mine for 1 year and 3 months. 15 months we were together until I was stupid enough to end things with her. I'm in no way proud of what I did. The fact I left her for someone I thought was better made me sick because now that I knew what life was like without her I didn't want to go through it again. I feel like with Austin I finally understood how to love someone and that scared me. That honestly scared the living shit out of me which is why I called it off. I figured that if I was with someone I didn't love, I wouldn't have to worry about disappointing them. Thats why I broke up with Austin Kelly I didn't want her to feel any disappointment ever. I didn't want to be the reason she would slam her doors. I didn't want to be the reason that she would start getting high again. I never wanted to be the reason that she would cry. Unfortunately that last reason was true. And it pains me to know that I made her cry, it pains me to know that I was the reason she had walls up and refuses to let anyone in. I regret that I broke up with her, I regret making her cry, I regret being the reason for all her sadness, but most of all? I regret the fact that she will probably never give me a second chance. Ever.