The school day went by and I hadn't spoken a word to Connor. That didn't really surprise me but what did was the fact that I hadn't spoken to Margo. We never went a whole day without speaking to each other. I was depressed and I needed to get away from everybody. If I went home I already knew I would have to deal with Ethan so I decided to another place. On my way out of school people were starring at me, whispering and laughing. I had to get out.
I felt like a walked a whole mile and my legs were burning when I finally found a good place. It was called Burmount Lake. there was a big shady oak tree so I decided to sit there. The place was practically deserted which was good. maybe a couple hours away from everybody would calm me down. I went and sat until I got comfy. Five minuets after sitting and listening to the sounds of nature I began to cry. I couldn't stop! It was as if every feeling I had was just being washed away. Once I finally stopped crying I went down by the lake. there were lots of rocks so I decided to take out my anger by throwing them in the water.
Surprisingly it worked and I started to feel better. I went back to the oak tree and started to feel relief. that's when I noticed a car pull up. I black one that looked similar to Connor's. When the person stepped out the car I realized that it was Connor. He was walking towards me and sat next to me. "Hey... how are you feeling?" Connor asked me. "Besides the fact that I was being laughed at and embarrassed to death by Becca, I guess I'm okay. Just a little depressed." I replied. Connor looked out into the lake and said "I come out here all the time and just sit for hours. It's relaxing and all my problems just seem to melt away." Then he turned back and looked at me. "Sometimes I'll run to here from my house. I feel free."
"I wish I could always feel that way and just be free. No Becca, no school, no worries or problems," I said. I felt like I could really talk to Connor and he understood. His eyes met mine. His eyes were a gorgeous blue. Like the color of the ocean on a tropical island. Bright and beautiful. Then he leaned close so that our faces were barely and inch apart and he kissed me. The kiss was passionate and real. At that moment it was like nothing existed, it was amazing. For the first time in my life I felt free. When we broke apart his eyes were still locked on mine and he whispered "I think I can tell you now, I love you Charlotte. I always have and I always will."
