I'll Get Over Her // A Melcinda AU

s.e.v.e.n

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I'm really starting to remember why I hate school.

I don't think I'll ever understand why we need to take 4 credits worth of English when I've been speaking it my entire life.

I plopped down into my seat at our English table. Lucinda had already gotten to class and taken her seat next to me; a few other kids whose names I couldn't bother to remember sat across from us.

"Wow, that's a cool necklace, where you get it?" Lucinda asked.

I smiled as I grabbed my necklace. She had given it to me for my sixteenth birthday, "I'm not sure, I think I found it in a trash can somewhere?"

We both giggled as the warning bell rang.

"By the way, have you asked Katelyn to homecoming yet?"

She groaned, "It's complicated... Want to come over tonight? It'd be nice to just talk, I felt like we haven't in a while..."

I smiled, "Yeah of course-"

Before I could finish my sentence, the bell rang indicating class was starting.

"Poetry is like a teenager." Ms. Roberts began, "It can be exciting and meaningful- or it could be a total disaster."

A few chuckles were heard around the room. The class continued as per usual- 50 minutes of absolute hell. But this was just the beginning to another crappy day...

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"Knock knock," I said as I walked into Lucinda's room. Her room was identical to mine except it was on the other side of her house.

She was laying on her bed that was positioned in the center of her room. What looked like
homework of some sort was scattered all around her bed.

"Hey!" She smiled. She moved some of the papers off to the side and made a space for me to sit.

I made my way over to her bed and plopped down next to her. "Y'know, if you made room for a study hall you wouldn't be so overwhelmed right now..." I laughed.

"If I made room for a study hall, I wouldn't even be considered at Harvard," She closed her laptop, "Besides, then everything would be so boring."

I giggled, "You do you boo,"

"So, we haven't talked in a while, any new guys~?"

"Please, we've both heard my parents, all the guys in your school are far too broke for you, Melissa..." I mocked as we both chuckled, "How are you and Katelyn?"

She groaned as she sat up to face me, "I'm not even sure anymore... I just feel like she's not there for me anymore. Ever since the summer ended, it's like everything is all about her..."

It would never be all about me.

"Somethings changed in our relationship, and ever since she's just treated me like a friend. Sure she flirts, but I couldn't tell you the last time it's gone past that..."

I'd never stop telling you how amazingly perfect you are.

"Oh damn..." I sighed.

"We've been together for almost four years now... I can't help but wonder... Is she tired of me?"

I'd never get tired of you.

"I mean... I doubt it. I've seen the way you guys act, you guys are like the perfect couple. Have you tried talking to her about it?" I questioned.

"That's the thing, I feel like she's never around to talk to anymore. We always have to go to the mall or go out to eat or something, I just wish we could sit down and talk..." She groaned, "And trust me, we're far from perfect."

We'd be perfect. I'd always let you talk to me. I'd always be there for you.

"Is that why you haven't asked her to homecoming yet?"

"Pffft, that's a whole other mess..." She began, "I've always been the one asking to homecoming and prom and the winter formal and all of that. So I figured, for once, she could ask me...

"Long story short, that idea didn't go over so well. And it sucks, I've always imagined being asked to homecoming in a cute way. Now here we are, two weeks before homecoming, and I don't even know if I should ask her..."

I'd ask you in the cutest way possible. Our homecoming would be perfect.

"Do you see yourself doing long distance with her? Once you go to college I mean...?" I asked.

"I don't know anymore... Even if I was positive I wanted to, I don't even think it'd work out..." She complained as she plopped back down.

"It'll be okay, you're strong, you'll get through this." I smiled.

She gave me a quick smile back before she turns her head to look at me, "Don't get into a serious relationship. They're dumb."

I laughed in response. The evening continued for a couple of hours until my mom called me back home for dinner.

As I walked across her backyard to mine, I couldn't help but think about the Katelyn situation...

I'd be so much better than her...