You and Me

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

***July 5, 2013***

            I was grinning from ear to ear as we got off the bus, Yvonne doesn't seem to notice so we just went on our way to our dormitory. I couldn't seem to stop myself from thinking of Wes and I didn't notice I was saying his name softly to myself.

"You like him don't you?" Yvonne asked suddenly.

"What? Me like Wes?" I asked her.

"Yes." She said

"No that's impossible; I mean I have somebody else." I lied.

I looked away because my face felt hot. Somebody caught me.

"Why wouldn't you like him? He's kind, sweet and understanding." She siad ignoring what I just said.

"Yvonne, I don’t like him okay? I just find him interesting; he'd be a great addition to my friend list." I told her.

            She just kept quiet as we climbed the steps to the dorm rooms. When we reached her floor she just waved goodbye and went to her room and I went up to my floor. I opened my door immediately and unpacked my stuff. I got my phone and saw that there was a text message.

            I opened it and I was absolutely giddy, it was from Wes. I sent him a group message a while ago and he replied. Maybe he thought of me the way I thought of him in the few minutes we've been apart, my heart raced. I only felt this once before. With that thought fear overtook me.

            That one time was with him, it was overwhelming and exciting but when it faded it was nothing, I felt nothing. I guess something is wrong with me but with that all those things I was thinking of just doesn’t seem to matter anymore.

           

            This is me, this is Zyrene. I am broken and I don’t want that anyone who touches me get hurt, because for every person who I hurt and leaves. It just makes me more broken than I already am.

            I blinked back my tears as I replied to his message, telling him that we arrived safely and that we were already inside our dorm rooms.

***July 6, 2013***

            I woke up to a brightly lit dorm room. I looked at my wristwatch and found that it was just six am. I looked around and found Charlene still sleeping soundly on the other side of the room. I got out of bed and got ready for the day.

            I took a quick shower and changed into my jeans and a plain white shirt. It was a Saturday but as the first day of the weekend I have a class. It was in the afternoon but that makes it all the hassle. It starts at three and ends at six. As I was combing my tangled up hair I picked up my cell phone, a message from Otaku Aniki.

            Otaku means anime lover, as I was listening in yesterday I found out that these people were cosplayers. I knew Yvonne was one but I wasn’t informed that her friends were also cosplayers.