chapter 7: old love, new lover

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i decided it was too hard to explain my problems so i learnt to ignore them. I bounced around at school without a worry, i laughed and made jokes, and smiled. Nobody saw the pain i was in, or the scarring they caused. everyone thought i was fine, which is exactly how I wanted it.

I stopped talking to Noah, but I couldn't help but take the long way past his locker in hope that I might catch a glimpse of him. it was all a bit pathetic, but then so was the rest of my life, I had nothing to loose.

Noah's girlfriend was in my english communications class, we sat together but barely spoke. It wasn't a surprise we were paired together when it came to our last major group assignment, but I could tell that she was not impressed about the teachers decision.

An assignment sheet was placed on my desk titled: fiction - everything that I love I sighed as we looked at each other clueless about how to approach the project. We began to discuss ideas, then agreed we would write a short story based on love each then combine them to create our end piece. We both put in our earphones, I started scribbling my pen on the page as she started inquisitively at the laptop screen. soon enough we were both truly underway.

I stared at the faded clock next to the door as I worked the cramp out of my hand, I pulled my earphones out and stretched my arms. I stared at my paper as my mind rushed with ideas, but my thoughts were soon interrupted by a knock on the door which overpowered the noise that echoed the classroom. accompanied by the head of pastoral care, a boy who was about to change my life entered the room and shyly introduced himself as Lauchie.

i analysed him as he awkwardly awaited instruction from the teacher, the more I watched him the harder it was to stop, i placed my eyes on the two pages of confusion and love I had forced myself to write about noah, and crunched them in the palm of my hand.

the bell rang before I was able to begin writing again, I took my time organising my books in hope I could spark a small conversation with him on the way out of the classroom but he scurried out of the room as soon as everyone else had left, leaving me almost lost for words.

as I placed my books in my locker I felt a strangely familiar sensation consume my body, i let out a small giggle, that mixed and disappeared within the conversations of my peers. but nothing was able to wipe this smile off of my face.
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authors note•
i have no idea what I'm doing or where this is going so whoops and embrace it,
much love ••

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