Chapter 3 - Meet The Boy
There he was. Sitting on the hallway floor. .He looked lost and alone.
It's lunch time. Everyone who's anyone is at the cafeteria. But I guess here we are with our fellow wallflowers.
He's looking at his phone. Typing.
He's faking it. I know he's not texting anyone. I do that all the time. But maybe he's texting his mother.
Let me say a few things about him.
He was smart, he got the highest score on our Maths test, but he doesn't talk much.
He's so scrawny.
He has a new haircut today. It looks weird.
I can relate to him. He's like my spirit animal. What am I saying?
You like him don't you?
Rebecca wake up. Stop. No brain I don't like him that way.
Go look at the floor. They polished it yesterday. It looks nice.
Staring is rude, Rebecca.
My conscience is mean. "I can stare if I want to", I said to my conscience.
I said that louder than I thought I did.
He's looking at me. They're looking at me. Weirdos. Wait, i am one of them.
What should I do? Panic. Panic. Help!
He's standing up.
No! Don't move. Go back to fake texting.
The sirens. I can hear the sirens. My brain wants me to run.
My feet won't move. My butt is stuck to the hallway floor.
My heart is beating faster.
Oh dear. He's walking towards me.
And that is how I fainted.
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Amnesia (5SOS)
أدب الهواة(Not your typical 5sos fanfic) He was my everything. He still is. I love him. He loved me. I hope somewhere inside him, he still does. If only I could make him remember me.
