Broken Hearts

New Friends

Dean Pov

The high pitched voice of the secretary was starting to make my head hurt. I Really wished she would just shut up and show me where my first class is. Ill figure everything else out later. Like I always do. I heard bells go off around me signaling the start of class. Of course I'd be late on my first day at this new school.  

"Mr. Ambrose, if you could follow me to your class and we'll get you settled in." The secretary told me. Finally. I thought. I grabbed my old leather jacket and bag from off the chair and followed the woman down the long hallways.  After about 4 minutes of walking up stairs and down always, turning left and right, she stopped in front of a room.  I looked up at the sign A408. This school is fucking huge.

I glance at the schedule clasped tightly in my left hand. According to it, this class is a Journalism class. I love writing. I used to write a lot for my friends but I haven't written since him. I haven't been the same since he left. But he doesn't care. He never did. I realize I'm zoning out and I have to force my self to listen to the woman give me some final pieces of information before I enter the class room.

I nod just to make it look like I'm paying attention to her ear piercing voice. She knocks on the door to the class room. A student gets up and unlocks it then sitting back down, not even bothering to open it. Rude. I glare at the girl before opening the door. 

"Hello. I'm Dean. Im the new student." I tell the teacher, handing her my note. I believe the schedule said her name is Mrs. Lynch. She looks nice enough. She smiles at me and tells me to sit in the empty desk. I look around her classroom and there is only one empty desk. I guess that is my seat. I sat down and as soon as my ass touched the chair the boy to my left looked at mew and began talking to me.

"Hi my name is Seth Rollins. I'm a junior, and I like cookies" he said, sticking out his hand for me to shake.  I laughed and shook his hand. "Dean Ambrose." He asked to see my schedule and as soon as he saw it he loudly proclaimed that I was in all of his classes. "Shut the fuck up." I whisper yelled at him.

Seth was really cute. I have to admit that. Not to the world, but to myself. I mentally patted myself on the back as I realized that I called someone cute. This was the first time since he left that I even wanted to look at someone else. Baby steps. 

Mrs Lynch walked over to me and gave me the assignment.  I read it and began working. Hopefully I knew enough to get a good grade as I was so far behind everyone else. I mean who decides to move 6 weeks into a semester? My parents. That's who. 

A little while later the bell rang and I followed Seth out the door. He informed me that we have lunch next. Thank God for lunch. I was starving. He also said he would introduce me to his best friend and invited me to sit with them at lunch. I nodded. Maybe making friends again in a new school wouldn't be so bad. We were walking down the hallway when we heard someone get shoved against the lockers with a loud thud. Seth and I turned around to see what had happened. There was a crowd of people who had formed, anticipating a fight.  Then I heard him. at least, I think it was him. No. It was him. I would know that voice anywhere. I hear that voice in my head everyday, like a guardian Angel. 

I turned around so fast I think I got whiplash. He can't see me here. Hopefully I can avoid him. the school is big enough.  He is a Junior after all and I'm a sophomore.  Seth and I speed walked to the cafeteria and got our food and made our way over to an empty table. I took a bite of my pizza. Not bad I thought. This food wasn't great from what I gathered, but it was okay. This school had strawberry milk. My last school didn't. Strawberry milk was my favorite. A few minutes later a guy stormed up to our table and dropped his bag. 

"Hey Ro!" I heard Seth say. Ro? I know that name. I don't like it. Of course my parents would move to this school. Maybe its someone else. I thought, not wanting look up as I was too engrossed in my food. "Sethieee!" the person responded back. It was him. I didn't need to look up.  I could smell him. A smell I love. A smell that is my favorite scent. 

About two minutes later he came back and sat down. Seth was telling me about the sports programs and upcoming seasons. No other sport mattered to me other than wrestling. I had mentioned to Seth that I liked wrestling and he was telling me about conditioning. 

His voice interrupted Seth and asked about gym.  Seth had told me that our schedules were the same and we had gym next. And if Roman was asking Seth about a class, I assumed he was in it as well. Fuck. 

I flinched at the realization causing Roman to look over at me. His brown eyes met my own. I stared back. I would not back down. I had to show him I was better off without him. That I didn't need him. that I didn't want him. Our gazes were locked on each other. I. Will.not. look. away. first. 

Roman tore his eyes away first and looked back down.  Seth had been watching our exchange, then realized he hadn't introduced us. What he didn't know was that he didn't need too.  I knew the person across from me already. I knew him much more than almost anybody. That I was sure of.  

"This is Dean Ambrose" Seth said. I was watching Roman for his reaction. He hadn't looked up since breaking his stare. The fork he was holding fell to the floor.  He grabbed his bag and tray. and stood up. 

"I gotta go" he mumbled before quickly walking out of the cafeteria after putting his tray and trash up. 

My eyes followed him as he left. I returned my attention back to Seth once Roman was out of my eyesight.

"Im so sorry about him. He's such an asshole. And so rude to people sometimes. But he's my best friend and so hot." Seth said. I agreed on the hot part. Roman was one of the sexiest people I  have ever met.  I decided not to expose my connection to Roman to Seth just yet.

"Its okay. maybe he just doesn't like new people." I reassured Seth.

Before Seth even talked, I knew that Roman did in fact like new people. He was always the more social one between us. " He is usually much friendlier. Im sorry again" Seth told me.

Once again, I found myself thinking if he still thought about myself. Stop thinking about him Dean. He's no good for you. He never was. What would your friends think if they found out you go to the same school again? 

Seth gathered our trash and said we should make our way to gym now so we wouldn't be late. I nodded. Im not ready to face Roman again but I guess I'll have too.  My old wrestling coach's voice rang in my head. "Enemies are just opponents and all problems could be solved on the mat" Thanks Coach. 

"You're a wrestler baby boy, you can do anything, fight anyone, be anything. Just take a deep breath and go for it. Don't ever let anyone tell you no. " Roman had said to me back when we were still close. I still hear his voice when I read our old conversations in texts or when I think about him. I can't stop and I hate it. 

Seth and I entered the locker room. Seth put his stuff down next to a bag I recognized as Roman's. I didn't want to put my stuff near his but Seth was the only other person I knew, and I didn't want to make new friends. I put my stuff next to Seth's. I didn't know I had a gym class today so I didn't have any clothes to change into,  so I kept my jeans and leather jacket on. 

I made my way to where the other students were waiting for class to begin.  I hadn't seen Roman yet so hopefully thats a good sign.