Getting dragged along, seeing the back of Codys head. "Surely not" I think to myself. "Surely I don't already have feelings for him" I pause. Quietening my thoughts to realize that we'd stopped and he was looking straight at me.
A light blush crawls along my cheeks, looking away at the marbled blue flooring of a nearby shop. I hear him giggle, mutter a "Cute" before Interwining our fingers, walking side by side down the street.
Ever since my encounter with Cody a couple nights ago, he was all I could think of. My current lesson, Drama.
Staring at the board, not realizing that the teacher was calling my name. All I could think about was Cody. His brunette hair. His bright blue eyes. The fact that he was wearing this school uniform and that I've never seen him before. The uniform complimenting his perfect physique.
I snap out of my thoughts when I realize that someone shaking me.
"Huh? What?" I look around, clueless.
"Harley?"
"Huh?" I look up, seeing my close friend. "Nikky?"
She then points at the teacher who is staring at me with a ferocious glare.
I gulp and answer the teacher. Feeling my incredibly high heart rate make a slow decrease. I sigh In relief. Finally able to relax and get on with my learning.
Sitting in Geography, I hadn't seen Cody since Friday night, he did come to this school, right? Maybe my mind is just playing tricks on me. Tapping my pen as I listen to the teacher go on about LIDCs and ACs.
Humming a random song to myself, hoping for the lesson to pass as quickly as possible so I can see Cody. IF he actually comes to this school. Once the lesson ends, I make my escape to lunch, seeing what looks like Cody, talking to his friends. I make my way to my Gay Best Friend, Bryan.
"Hey buddy" I start, hugging his tall structure of a body.
"Hi" He sort of dismisses.
"Bryan. We need to practice"
He knows what I mean, our school is holding a talent show and I want to enter it but only with my best friend, Bryan.
"I don't want to practice with YOU" His words hit me like a thousand knives.
"What..?" I whisper, shocked.
"I don't want to do it with you. You'll ruin the show with your talentless self" He shrugs.
He must think that this is some sick joke. I put a brave face on to mask the teary eyed one; which is hidden on the inside.
"Well, thank you for that, you have just made my life TONNES harder, because now I have to choose, learn and, practice and perform another song. Thanks but no thanks. Screw you jerk" I rage, not realizing that I've managed to capture everyone's looks from around the room.
Yet I didn't care.
He let me down.
And now I was in shock...
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Rewrite The Stars
Short Story"No!" I yell out, trying to shake the shadows hands off my cold, shivering body. Hoping that he'd let me go home, and fast. "No! Get off me! Please..." Now I'm pleading. Someone come save me from this monster, this monster that I used to know oh s...
