~This vicious cycle ~ (im5 fanfiction)

"Pretty in Pink" (Omari's Chapter)

Omari's P.O.V

Today was Monday, and I was actually enjoying the morning so far. Chelle and I woke up at the same time (oddly),  and both of our outfits had the same pink color palette. She scanned my outfit then poked out her lips.  "You stupid copy catter!!" Chelle yelled nonchalantly shoving my outfit off the bed. I picked up my clothes and rearranged them back in their orderly fashion. "Why so quiet? " Chelle sounding concerned. I followed her eyes  and smiled slyly. "Well to be brief, I felt extremely important over the weekend. Dave and Will were texting me non-stop, and I didnt know who to reply to, so i didnt! They're texts were equally sweet, but I guess you can say Will's were a tad bit sweeter." Chelle grabbed my teddy bear and smacked me with it. "Talk to Will!! He still likes you Omari, dont be freakin mean to him! Will and you are like perfect-" I hushed Chelle. "Ok whatever, I guess,  yeah- Mm" pretending to actually follow through with her advice was hard. I knew I really wasnt going to obey her advice.. I loved the efforts Will made to get me back, but until he went completely out of the box with it, I was just gonna chill a little bit and have some fun of my own.  My aunt knocked on our door. "Mari can you please hurry! You have 5 minutes!" I looked at my clock. I threw on my outfit and ran out the door with Chelle behind me. Today I was the "track star" surprisingly. Chelle just couldn't keep up.

When we arrived at school, I had stood with Chelle and Dana on the patio. They were being so antsy and energetic that I just gave up on them. Unfortunately,  they vanished, and I was all by myself standing at the corridor. The silence was killing me, and I just wanted to sit in the bathroom until the bell rang. But I choose to be a little more patient.  I waited like 2 minutes before someone came up to me and greeted me. Someone tapped me on my shoulder and called out in my ear, "Heya Omari!!". That perky voice had shook in my brain. It was obviously Olivia. You really couldn't disguise her voice, it was too powerful-to perky. "So, why you all alone? Actually nevermind that. Have you met my new boyfriend Hayes?" I looked to her right and it was this cute guy with brunette hair. He had very pretty eyes, and he was slightly taller than Olivia.  "Nice to meet you" he said calmly. I smiled cheeky at him. Then I pulled Olivia aside so that Hayes wouldn't hear. "Its nice to see you got over Will." She slapped my back and cackled. "Yah you bet!! Oh and speaking of Will, have you heard he's depressed?  Yeah, and everyone is saying its your fault. Yeah hun, you better check that out!" She patted my shoulder and waved Goodbye.   Hayes trailed behind her hugging her from the back as they walked lopsided like a penguin. After seeing them, I began to reminisce when Will and I were like that.  How his hugs were all tight and made me tingly, how i heard his heartbeat sync with mine... The bell soon interrupted my thinking, and I walked to class alone too. This feeling was so annoying. I wondered if that was how he felt, seeing all these couples. He was all alone, and he needed me... 

I took my seat in class, and a paper airplane came flying from the back. I opened it carefully trying to be as quiet as possible. Our first period teacher was a little cranky at times, and wasnt as outgoing as Mrs.  Harmony was. I skimmed the front, and it said "from Chelle: you know Will was crying earlier on the patio? Thats where me and Dana went. Why didnt you come? I cant believe you're doing him like that. Omari please have a heart-" I stopped reading the letter and  asked to go to the bathroom. There I ripped in the letter piece by piece and stomped on it in the bathroom stall. "BRUHH! I CANT TAKE THIS!! OKAY IM WRONG.  DANNG KILL ME THEN! ! CAN I NOT DO WHAT I WANT? ITS NOT MY FAULT." Someone came walking in the bathroom.  "Well sheesh Chica, who you talking to?" I opened the stall, and it was Alex. She was doing her makeup and looked behind her. "Aha next time at least vent to someone other than the vents. Cause yanno boo, they can hear that." I calmed myself down and thanked Alex. Then I sat on the counter and began to vent to her. I didnt care how much time I wasted.  Right now I needed this off my chest so I could learn and listen. With all this drama I couldnt think what so ever. After I finished telling Alex my whole "life story" and some more, she bit her lip. "Well mamasita, all I can say is continue to do you. But talk to Will so you wont seem that cold blooded". I thanked her and began to walk out. "Wait!!" She called before I left. "Let me do your makeup, since im here. Oh yeah, and your hair." She sat me on the counter close to her and I swung my feet. This took about 30 minutes, but I trusted Alex because her makeup was always flawless.She finally finished and praised herself at her work. "Ok little shordie, take a look" I gazed into the mirror and I couldnt be lived what i saw. My lips were pink, and my hair was all down out of the ponytail super curly.  This was so freakin cute,  I couldnt stop cheesing."Thanks Alex!!" I yelped happily.  She smirked and replied, "no problem Chica". By then the Bell had rang, and we both walked to second period together. I then remembered this was the class I had Will in. I  guess i would talk to him then.

The whole second through fourth period, I couldnt get the time to speak to Will. My teachers have me present and do extra work for some reason. This was only weird because its not like everyday that I am chosen to help out 3 teachers in a day. I guess it was one of those "you've got to be kidding me days". After class, Alex and I walked to lunch.  But when I tried to sit near Alex,  Chelle pulled me out of the table. She then jerked my arms and sat me on a table close to the door. After that she backed away slowly and gave me her creepiest wink. I ignored her stupidity and faced Will. Its not like I didnt want to see him, but I was going to talk to him myself, on my own time. I didnt always need Chelle butting her head in my problems. Like goodness, she couldn't always save me.

Will was chewing his food and looking down. His face was oddly pale and his eyes were soggy and droopy. I got from the other side of the table to scoot closer to him.  "Will, honey, are you ok?" He kept his face down. "Listen, im sorry if I hurt you in any way. I dont want to seem so cold hearted and mean. I care for you enough to let you I know I been feeling bad all day. Im a jerk, and you know it huh?" I tried to laugh, but it came out super dry. He grunted then stared at me. "Love the look Omari. Oh and yeah, so keep explaining how you hurt me and were a jerk?" I coughed a little. "Well,  thats kinda all I have to say, I cant really explain how sorry i am!" I began to be hysterical,  but I calmed myself. He drank his water and cleared his throat. "Well, you wanna make it up to me?" I put my hands together.  "Yess please how, im sorry, anything?" He smiled and placed his napkin down. "Well you can come to dinner tomorrow and speak to my mother. I really appreciate if you were my girlfriend again." My mouth dropped.  I pushed my tray back, and walked out the cafeteria. Tears were coming but I wiped them back.  There I waited by my faith period classroom. Will came running after me. "You see!" He breathed heavily. "Thats your problem Omari! You always have the urge to runaway from something. Face it!!! You need me!! Im not repeating this, you know now!! No more games. Its official! I will always love you and you will always love me."  He picked me up and spun me around. Its crazy how light  I was to him. He was 6'4 almost, and I was 5'1. I got down and hugged him. I wasnt ready for kid so him though. He was still kinda weird to me, after 4 months of separation. "So what do you say?" I rubbed my hands and replied, "hell no."

Will sunk to his knees. "C'mon Omari really after all I said to you, you wont consider it at all?!" I  laughed squeezed his cheeks. "Im kidding! Yeah you stupid dork. What time?"

He picked me up again and I was riding piggy back. My greatest fear was that he dropped me in this tight pink dress I was wearing.