Remember Me?

1.

Growing up, something we're all doomed to do. Many of us look at it as if it were some great adventure, others, terrified at the very idea. I guess, looking towards your last year of secondary school makes you think about this. About those who mean everything to you, those you trust, your constants that have been with you on this journey through the educational system. Friends. You can't help but wonder who you'll still be talking to twelve months from that point, who'll be standing by your side for the college years and then, for the rest of your life. 

That morning I woke up at five-thirty, it was the 25th of August, my year, sixth, were only in for our 'introduction day', where basically we'd be given our lockers and time tables for the year and each class would be filled with lectures of how important the next year would be as we faced our final exams which would determine which college we would get into. Of course, being a group of over one-hundred sixteen to eightteen year olds, no one would be paying attention.

I had been nervous about this day for a few weeks now, I was going to see him again. We were both now in relationships but, the very thought of seeing him, had my stomach in knots. 

Shoving every thought from my head I got up and had a shower, the house was in complete darkness as I tip toed from the bathroom wrapped up in a towel. I checked my phone for the time, six-thirty, I had an hour before I'd have to go to get my bus. Still, I wanted to look right. Drying my hair quickly I tied it up in a bun, Fortunately I was one of those lucky people whose hair just looked okay after being brushed, despite the fact it was now well below my waist. I never liked doing much with my hair, it still had it's natural mousey brown hair colour unlike most of my friends who had dyed their hair a million times over by now. I did my everyday make-up which involved a lot to cover the scars I had on my skin from the acne I had, had when I was in my early teens. Then just my eyeliner and I was ready. Pulling on my uniform I noticed it had gotten looser, yet again, my old habits from the past few years hadn't gone away so I wasn't really surprised. I wasn't skinny, not by far, but my weight had yoyo'd quite dramatically since I had been fifteen. I guess, like every teenager these days, I had my problems. After putting a few books into my bag, I called my parents to get up and I left. My house was at the back of my estate and the bus stopped at the entrance a ten minute walk from where I lived. Taking out my phone I put in my earphones and listened to some music, of course the first song to play would be 'For You' by the little known Irish band HOGAN. I wanted to change it, everytime I listened to it he would come into my mind, but I couldn't. I just stayed walking trying to clear my head when my phone's text tone beeped.

Morning baby, I'm sorry about our fight last night, you know I just have some trust issues..good luck with school today! I'll call you later x

I looked back towards his house, Ryan's, my supposed boyfriend. Surely enough he was standing at the window of his bedroom smiling at me. His black hair messed up as if he'd just woken up when, he had probably not even slept. He was nineteen, two years older than me and in college, his term didn't start for another two weeks. I managed what I guess could be called a wave before turning away and stayed walking. As I got to the bus stop my phone beeped again.

Man, that uniform looks better on you every year...can't wait until you get home later x

Well....I knew what that meant. Closing my eyes I leaned against the wall still listening to my music at full volume. About a minute passed and then all of a sudden I was on the ground. I looked up to see Trish, my best friend looking wide awake yet still as if she had just crawled out of bed. 

"ADALYNN! ADALYNN! THIS IS IT!" Despite still having my earphones in I could hear her clearly, pushing her off I stood up and paused whatever song had been playing. 

"Trish was that entirely needed?" I couldn't help but feel annoyed until I looked at her properly. She had her hair in two badly plaited blond and blue pig tails, there was toothpaste on her jumper and her tights had gotten a hole in the knee from her jumping on me. I couldn't help but laugh at her. Despite being a full year older than me she still acted like a child.

"Yes, it was needed. We must be thankful for this most, glorious of days. The sun is rising, the birds are singing and this is our last first day of secondary school. There is a lot to be thankful for." Trish placed her fists on her hips looking as if she had just proved a great wrong. That girl. 

"Yeah, yeah whatever" I sighed looking at my phone, 7:46, the bus was about to arrive any second. Once again I wiped my uniform to make sure it was clean and leaned back against the wall, waiting. 

School was exactly how I remembered it. The still formed cliques with only a few changes. Trish and I went down to 'our spot', the others had already arrived before we got there. Mark, Robin and Lexi were sat on the ground doing what looked like the essay we had been given as part of our summer work, typical. Laura was leaning against a locker looking half asleep and Nick was just standing in the corner playing a game on his phone. Oh how I missed those guys. We hadn't seen a lot of each other over summer due to the fact most of them lived outside town but, we still stayed in touch over skype or on out xbox minecraft world. Yeah, we're that type of friends. Trish was over talking to Nick, of course, I knew she liked him though, she'd never admit it.

I was leaning against the wall checking twitter on my phone when a pair of hands came from behind covering my eyes. I knew who it was straight away. I felt my heart skip. That odd feeling of my entire chest about to explode. The smell of him as he clumsily tripped and bumped into my back. Him. Tyler. 

(By now, you probably know how I feel about him. But it didn't really matter anymore. Before summer started, yeah, there may have been something. Not now. He got a girlfriend about half way through the summer, Nessa. She went to the other school the other side of town so, I wouldn't have to see them together, thankfully. I know you may be wondering about Ryan, well, I guess I do love him. But there was something about Tyler, over fifth year we just got really close, he became one of my best friends. One day these extra feelings came up. We both had them, I think, he did kiss me. Although after that, nothing was said and I didn't know what to say. So it just passed and we stayed friends. That didn't mean the feelings went away. )

I pulled his hands off my face and shoved backwards pushing him away as I turned around. "Hello there Tyler, nice summer?" 

He had gotten a bit taller over the summer, his black hair had obviously been cut recently. He was broader too. He looked older. But still himself. His grey eyes still adorable, the same eyelashes any girl would kill for and a jawline that was as sharp as a razor. He was a man now. But still the same friend I had known since I started school here five years ago. 

He smirked and folded his arms copying my standing position. "Yeah I did, spent most of it with Nessa tbh. She beat the crap outa me!"

Well. That didn't make me feel like I had been stabbed in the chest. Still, I knew how to keep my emotions off my face. "Well, I always knew you were a woman. You spent most of last year getting beat up by me!" I laughed as he tried to make himself look bigger, puffing out his chest.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Ady, I'm the definition of manliness." 

Just then the bell went. We all got our bags and headed down to the hall. The lectures were dull. Exactly what I expected. Tyler's class was lined up beside mine. We spent the entire esembly making faces at each other. How I missed that boy this summer.