Inanimate High; an Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction Human AU

Chapter Eighteen: Still Friends

Micah's POV:

I walked to my locker and turned the lock a few times before unlocking and opening it. I grabbed my backpack and water bottle, then noticed a blue crumpled-up post-it note. I looked around the halls, not seeing anyone. I didn't own any blue post-its, so I opened it just in case someone had sent me a note. I saw words scribbled sloppily onto it; Perhaps whoever wrote it was in a rush. It read;

Sorry, Mic. It just sorta slipped out. You'll know what I mean.

-Kyle

I looked at the words and raised an eyebrow. What did Kyle mean by "it slipped out"? I shrugged to myself and shoved the post-it into my shorts' pocket. I shut my locker, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and popped in my earbuds. Once I left the school, I saw Sophia standing outside with Kyle. Her face was red and she had a worried look in her eyes. She looked past Kyle and we made eye contact. I waved, but all she did was look back at Kyle. I wondered what was wrong, but it soon hit me:

Kyle told her.

That's what he meant by "it slipped out".

I turned my head and quickly began to walk home, tears clouding up my vision.

Before winter break, I had told Kyle that I had a crush on Sophia, and that I needed advice on how to tell her. His answers were simple and cliche; "Be yourself; Just tell the truth; Be honest." I guess he accidentally told her, and that's why he was apologizing. I don't know why he couldn't confront me about it. Well, I'd probably scream my head off at him. Not only that, but why was he in the school anyways? He had gotten suspended for a month after beating up Susan.

Once home, I ran into my room, slammed the door shut, threw my backpack as hard as I could onto my floor, and plopped onto my bed. Luckily, my parents weren't home so I could be as loud as I wanted until they got back. I pulled out my phone and tapped a song I wanted to listen to: 'I'm a Mess' by Bebe Rexha (real good song check it out).

I'm a mess,

I'm a loser,

I'm a hater,

I'm a user,

I'm a mess,

For your love, it ain't new.

I'm obsessed,

I'm embarrassed,

I don't trust no one around us,

I'm a mess,

For your love, it ain't new...

I then cried my eyes out. I had wondered in the past how Sophia would react if I told her, and I always thought of the positives to make myself believe it would work out. I was too blind to see the negatives. Seeing her face once I left school told me everything:

"Micah's got a crush on me?! God, I can't tell her I don't like her back. But I just don't! And never will!"

I hugged my pillow and continued to cry.

I woke up to my phone buzzing. I guess I had cried myself to sleep. I looked at my clock; I had been asleep for around two hours. I checked to see who had texted me.

Sophia.

I rubbed some dry tears off of my eyes and swiped open my phone.

S: Hey Mic, I was wondering if we could meet up at Starbucks in a bit?

I loved how she always used proper grammar while texting. She was so different from me.

M: hi, what time were you thinking

S: I was thinking 5:45, how does that sound?

M: sounds good to me

S: Alright, I'll see you then!

M: see ya

I sighed. Why did I accept? I thought. I facepalmed and sat up. I looked at myself in my mirror. I chuckled. I had mascara and eyeliner streaming down my cheeks. I walked into the bathroom next to my room and washed my face. I reapplied my eyeliner, then mascara. I brushed my short, black hair out of its messy state and fixed my shirt.

"Morning, sunshine!" My mom said, peering into the bathroom. "I came home about an hour ago, and when I went to check on you, you were napping. How was your day?"

"Good," I lied. "I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"Okay. What are you getting ready for?"

"Sophia wanted to go out for some coffee with me."

"Okay, do you want me to drive you?"

"No thanks, I'm good."

"Alright, have fun sweetheart."

"Thanks, mom..."

Once I finished freshening up, I grabbed my phone and earbuds off of my bed and left the house. I popped in my earbuds once more and shoved my hands in my pocket, feeling the post-it in one of them. I sighed and dabbed a tear off my eye.

I made it to the Starbucks. I scanned the shop, and I didn't see Sophia. I assumed I was early, so I ordered a coffee and took a seat outside. After drinking about half of my drink, I saw Sophia walk up to me.

"Hey Mic. I'm going to get my drink, and I'll come back out."

I nodded as she walked inside. I could feel the tears begin to well up in my eyes. I quickly wiped them off before Sophia walked back out. She sat across from me and took of a sip of what looked to be an iced tea.

"So..." She began. "I was talking to Kyle today, and he brought up that...You have a crush on me? Is this true?"

I sighed. "Y-Yes..."

"Well...I can't say I'd like to date you..."

I felt the tears form again.

"But I can say that I've got a teensy crush on you back."

I looked up at her. "R-Really?!"

"Yeah. I'm not really looking for a relationship, but I don't mind having a crush on you."

I grinned. "You have no idea how relieving that is to hear that."

She smiled at me. She's so damn cute...

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