Crushing on Green

chapter 2

I didn't leave my room for supper that night. I felt humiliated even though nobody else knew why. On top of that leaving my room brings the possibility of seeing him and I honestly don't know what I'd do if I had to talk to him.

I busy myself by binge watching teen Wolf, I mean why eat generic cafeteria food when you can watch Dylan O'Brien and Tyler Posey, I lie out caf food is the most delicious thing ever.

You're probably wondering who "he " is , he's someone I never thought would leave someone I trusted and he went and fucked it up, I guess maybe my choice in friends is pretty shitty.

I begin to thank about Asher, and how after all this time I still have a crush on him, I never talk to him I only ever see him during assembly , in the mess hall , and when I bunk sports , but other than that there's almost zero contact , yet I can't get him out of my head.

It's funny how I see his girlfriend more than I see him, and I can gladly say she's a grade A asshole, I'm sorry for tearing down another female but damn she's worse than Regina George . She's my house's junior captain, she does art so I see her in the art room, she plays netball as well and to top it all off she's my food economics teacher assistant, she is literally the bane of my existence, the worst part is, she's not even the queen B around here there's a whole five other girls who are worse than her and one of them happens to be my neighbor and she's the head girl , talk about bad luck.

I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to survive this term but one thing that's certain is, I Riley Atlas Abbott ( yes my middle name is basically map , move on) am going to talk to Asher green no matter the cost.

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I woke up a good two hours before I had to , to make sure I looked presentable for my first day at school.

To be honest I have no idea how I woke up two full hours before breakfast and still managed to be late, am I the only one with this unwanted super power?

Nevermind that, I literally run to the mess hall of my boarding house which is predominantly male for some odd reason.

"Morning Mrs Castellan, I'll take a coco puffs bar, apple juice and an eggless breakfast quiche," I asked one of the servers whom I've gotten pretty close to in the last few years.

"Your student card, morning dear, cutting it a little close today aren't you?" She asked with a smile.

Our school didn't accept credit cards or cash from the outside world, your parents, if you're a boarder , have to send money to the school , then the school gives you a school student card with your face and form on it and states whether you're a boarder or not so you don't have to pay for your meals, you can use it for everything on campus it's also where your meal credits are kept , but since the only thing I was having for breakfast which wasn't charged for was the quiche and juice I had to Bay for the cereal bar.

"Yeah , gotta go, bye" I needed to get to the hall as fast as I could I needed to sit as close as I could to the fourth form boys so I could be near Asher.

My plan is a bust as the rows closest to them was already filled with form two fangirls.

Assembly dragged on for what seemed to be forever and I honestly thought I would die, no exaggeration.

By the time break rolled around I was famished and exhausted from trying to avoid my so called best friend an he who so called best friend and he who shall not be named.

Unfortunately, one of them was bound to seek me out and fortunately it was the better of the two devil's. " Abbott , there you are I've been looking everywhere for you like seriously where the hell have you been? You even changed where you sit in class plus you had art all morning. I need to tell you something super important." She said sitting next to me and talking as of nothing was wrong. She didn't this every single time and would brush the problem off as if she wasn't to blame. But just like every time I indulged her, it's not like I had a stash of best friends hidden somewhere they had all apparently head of our little tiff yesterday and assumed I was to blame , typical.