Forever Without You

3

Freya

"I really don't know what I'm doing" I said truthfully. The boys blue eyes glistened, as they looked like they were going to pop out of his head.

"You must be joking. It's a beautiful song" he replied. Why would he think it was beautiful? If he was anything like the boys our age, he wouldn't be saying that about classical music.

Fifteen year old boys would mock the music, making fun of it.

I open my mouth to say something, but I close it. What would I say anyway? I didn't even know how to play this song, and he would probably think I'm showing off.

"So...?" he spoke once again, hinting that he was asking for my name.

"Freya" I introduce. "Freya Scott". He gives me a smile.

"So, Freya, why aren't you out on the playground?" he asked. I give him a chuckle.

"It's not really my thing" I answered. "My friends are all.. I don't know how to explain it. Rude isn't the right word. I might say they're a bit.. they sort of four, or five wheel me I guess? If that even makes sense, I can explain it if you don't under-" I cut myself off. He gave me a wicked grin, and I felt my cheeks heat.

"I tend to ramble a lot, think out loud. That sort of thing" I try to explain. His dimples grew wider, and he gave me a small laugh.

"I sort of noticed" he remarked. My blush grew deeper. "No need to explain yourself, I mean, I get it". I was shocked.

"You do?" I asked. He nodded in response.

"I may be in 'the group', but I'm not really in it. Our group has seperate groups in it, and just like you, I guess I'm a what... tenth wheel?" he explained. All of a sudden, I felt a slight bit of pity, a long with an understanding feeling towards him.

"So...?" I mock, this time asking for his name.

Thomas

"So...?" asked Freya, mocking my statement from earlier.

"Thomas. Thomas Jameson" I replied, finally giving her my name.

"So, Thomas, I guess w-" Freya begins to speak, but is cut off by the bell.

"Saved by the bell" she laughed, and I tried to join a long.

What was she going to say?

A voice spoke.

Always and forever.

I turned around, trying to find the woman who had said that.
I guess it's just my head playing tricks.

Freya

It had been an entire week since my first encounter with Thomas.

"Shit!" I yelled angrily.

Someone had pushed me from the back, and I had spilt my bags contents all over the floor of the school block. How the hell was I going to pick my stuff up? It was in-between periods!

"Are you all right there, Freya?" spoke a smug voice from behind me.

I turned around, making sure I had put on my best bitch face.

"Jameson. What a surprise we meet like this?" I remarked, and not to my surprise, he had a wicked grin stuck onto his handsome face.

My only question was, why was he being a dick?

"A surprise indeed" he replied. "Let me help you". He bent down, and picked up my books.

I rolled my eyes. "What was the point of that?" I asked. He shoved the books in my hands, and answered my question.