Searching for Love

Chapter 5

I walk into school the next week and am greeted by the usual scornful smiles and mocking eyes. But that's my normal. Being surrounded by people making you feel like you don’t belong; like you don't fit in. Going home and crying yourself to sleep every night. That's my normal. I know it shouldn't be, but no amount of tears or wishing is going to change that.

            "Class, this is Brandon Lewis. He has just moved here from Michigan and he will be joining us for the rest of the year. Isn't that right, Brandon?" said Miss Kaye, our geometry teacher. "Yes ma'am," said Brandon looking down at the floor. Now I'm not big into boys of relationships or anything like that, but this boy was incredible. His high cheekbones showed off his sparkling blue eyes perfectly and his smile made his dimples pop out. I was excited to get to know this "Brandon" kid.

            "Brandon, why don't you take a seat next to... Hmmm... Miss Dawson over there?" "Ummm okay Miss Kaye."

I was hoping he didn't see me melting at the sound of his voice or my cheeks turning bright red at his crystal blue eyes and brown shaggy hair. I shrunk back in my seat praying to God I would become invisible, but apparently that didn't work because the next thing I heard was the most amazing voice saying: "Hey, I'm Brandon."

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(Flashback Sequence)

            "Luke! Where are you?" I heard a voice say from behind a closed closet door. I felt my body being slammed up against the wall as the same voice yells again: "LUKE! Get out now!" Luke opened the door and ran out at the first sight of light. I, however, was still in the cold, dark closet; my lip bloody and bruised.

 

            I was losing consciousness fast and I could barely tell the gender of the voice of my rescuer. The person barged in and I tried to sit up. A firm but gentle hand pushed me back down. "Shhh Sydney. It's gunna be okay. The nurses are on their way. Don't worry you're gunna be fine."

 

            The next thing I knew, I was being carried out of the room in a stretcher and was placed into an ambulance. Surprisingly, this mystery person never left my side. The doctors started their emergency procedure, but all I was focused on is this person stroking my hair and never letting go of my hand. Even though I was inches away from death, the last thing I remembered is smiling and feeling incredibly peaceful as I faded into blackness.

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            I jolt awake from my daytime nightmare and notice Brandon staring at me with worried eyes. I feel my cheeks burning as I bend down to gather my books. But only one of my hands is there to pick them up. The other one is tucked safely inside Brandon Lewis'.