•Jaztine•
It was almost September when Lance first told me he liked Elaine, and because I'm his friend, I wanted to help him with her.
It was math time, and as usual, me and Lance were seated at the back. He was telling me about how he liked her and stuff like that.
"Bro, if you really like her, go for her. Just. Don't. Hurt. Her." I said, a hint of protectiveness in my voice.
"I don't know bro, I don't really know how to court."
Time passed as I was giving him advice, tips, and the things that she liked.
***
few weeks passed, Lance was still being slow and Elaine constantly complained about how Sir Capistrano just left them like he did.
I did my best to cheer her up, and it worked a bit, but only failed when I told her that I liked someone from her class.
I liked Myca, I don't know why, but I found her cute.
When Elaine asked why I liked her, I said that it's because Myca reminds me of Maan.
***
A few days later, I noticed Lance making moves to Joanna, and I was so mad, because I knew that Elaine was starting to like him.
He liked Elaine, then he's flirting with other girls? What the fuck?!
"Bro, do you like Joanna?" I asked, trying not to get mad.
"Maybe..." He said with a smile.
I left immediately, went to the comfort room, and thought of stuff.
So that's why My Best was different, she was usually sad or grumpy. It was because of him.
Rumors have been circulating around the batch, and after a few tiresome days of it, I asked Elaine about it.
Me: You okay best?
Best: No, Lance is right.
I didn't reply to a few minutes, and Lance messaged me on Facebook, because I wasn't talking to him for about a week now.
Lance: Yow??
Me: -.-
Lance: Why?
Me: I don't want to talk to you, bro.
Lance: Elaine is complaining to you about me, isn't she?
Me: Forget it...
Lance: Why are you mad bro? You're not Elaine anyway.
That last thing he said triggered my anger, and I was really pissed at him by then.
Me: I don't care that I'm not her bro! You made my best friend sad! I told you before not to hurt her!
Lance: What do you want me to do?! She loves you!
Me: That isn't an excuse bro! If you really loved her, you wouldn't be giving up on her, I told you not to make her sad! I don't care that you're my friend, you made her upset.
Lance: It's just that she talks about you everyday! I'm not jealous. She keeps saying how you're so perfect for each other! She says that she loves you, everyday!
That wasn't true, Best already knew he'd say that, and she told me that she wasn't even talking to Lance about me. She was taking to Patricia Te, and Lance was just always eavesdropping.
Me: She doesn't say that everyday. She told me you're just making stories and excuses about her. You still made her sad bro, she's my best friend!
Lance: I've known Elaine for so long, I was first. And still you're the one making her happy. All she ever talks about is your friendship.
Me: You had your chance bro! She likes you! She keeps telling me that she's just waiting for you to give an indication that she could trust you. If you became her boyfriend, I knew you could make her happy, because you know her well. But you don't understand her! She has problems trusting people, and you haven't done anything that could show she could trust you.
He didn't reply anymore, and we didn't talk again, I don't want him to be my friend.
I texted Elaine to check her Facebook, and I sent her me and Lance's conversation, so she'd know that I defended her, and that I'm there for her.
Best: Thanks Best!
Me: I told you I'd do anything for you. I won't let anyone make you sad, My Best.
That cheered her up, but she insisted that I shouldn't stop my friendship with Lance just because of her.
We texted till night, and of course, I fell asleep while texting again.
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A/N: I posted this yesterday, but I think there's something wrong with Wattpad... And this got deleted, so, I'm sorry.
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