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"Who's Eric?"
Hearing those words, I feel my heartbeat quicken. I rub my eyes really hard and look up.
It's him.
The hot stranger I bumped into a year ago, when my life was crumbling, when everything seemed dark. And I had just confessed my feelings for another guy to HIM.
It's weird how every time he sees me it's in my worst states.
"No one! I don't know an Eric! Do you? Of course you don't because there are no Erics in our school!" I spat out. This is one of the dumbest things I've ever said.
"I don't even like an Eric I can assure you that" I say to conclude.
Then I someone behind the stranger.
It was Eric.
And by the look on his face I could tell that he heard everything. I felt horrible. I could see the pain in his eyes.
"Okay if you say so... By the way my name is Brand.." The stranger says.
But I didn't have time to hear his full name because by the time he finished his sentence I was already gone. I was running after Eric. But I just couldn't find him. I kept bumping into people and pushing them to pass through. Finally I saw him at the end of the room. He was leaving. If I tried to go after him it will take me at least 5 minutes to get to the end of the room. And by then he would be long gone. So I just gave up.
This ended up being a horrible night. After that I wanted to called an uber and leave.
So I went out and sat on the porch waiting for my uber to arrive. Someone sat by me, I didn't even bother to look up, there was too much on my mind already.
"Hey are you okay?" - A girl I didn't know said.
"Yeah I'm fine" I said bluntly
"You don't look fine" The girl said amusingly.
"If you want a ride home, my mom is coming to pick me up soon" She proposed.
"No I'm okay, I'm waiting for my uber ride. Thanks anyways" I responded
"An uber at one o'clock? Are you crazy? I would never go home with an uber so late at night" She said
She was right, I didn't even notice what time it was when I ordered it.
"Okay you're right thank you. I'll come with you. By the way, my name is Kimberly, Kimberly Jones" I said trying to be polite.
"Nancy Smith" She extended her hand and I shaked it.
She actually seemed nice.
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A mess
Teen FictionThis is my story. When my two best friends left me because I was being myself. But someone helped me through it someone I couldn't imagine being there for me, yet was...
