Trapped in Love

Did you still have my book?

I clicked sent, hoping that he’d reply soon, since he’s online. I’ve waited for a few minutes, checked my mail, but he wasn’t replying. So, I’ve waited a few more minutes, and checked my email again, and to my dismay, there’s no reply for him. I really need that book he borrowed.

Ugh. Never mind who he is. He already said ‘good bye’ so I’ll take it as a sign of not talking to me or anything that has to do with me, or me with him.

By the angel, Lucille, you’re making this worse. You already told him to stop! What’s the point of getting that book back if he doesn’t want to talk to you?

I told that myself many times since that night. Anyway, it’s already eight-thirty in the evening and I haven’t even finished answering my math assignment, better start now.

“So, I’ve heard what happened.” Taylor said oblivious to what I’m doing which is studying.

“What did you heard?” I asked, cautiously peeking at my surroundings, hoping that I won’t see him. Well, unless he brought my book.

“About the two of you… you know…” she, too, glanced around us, “Who are you looking for anyway?”

“No one,” I said, pretending to read my book, “So, what are you saying a while ago?”

She looked at me, confused, and then smiled, finally remembering what I’m talking about. “Yes. You see, I’ve heard things about you and Connor.”

She probably saw my expression because she hastily said, flailing her arms in front of me, “Wait! It’s really a bad thing but I know that this bad rumor is not true.”

I sighed, a deep one, “Just tell me what it is, Taylor.”

“Well,” she paused to look at me, “He told his friends that you broke up with him.”

I could very well tell that I’m very annoyed and irritated right now, and that my face has turned red, and that this text book that I’m holding right now will not be a textbook anymore in one minute.

And who the hell is Connor?

Places to go to see if he’s there:

The gym [x]

The library [x]

The tree behind the school grounds [x]

The computer room [x]

The cafeteria [x]

Ugh. I’ve already visited every place where I think he might go. Is he hiding from me?

“Come on, Lucy. Don’t waste your time on that prick.” Said Sam, and perhaps she was right. I should stop hunting him for that book.

“But I really need that book!” I moaned, sitting down with a dejected posture.

“I’ll get it from him. Don’t worry.” She pats my back, “So, let’s go to that ice cream store. You owe me an ice cream, remember?”

I just nod at her, letting her drag me towards the ice cream store.

When we went in the ice cream store, Sam stopped mid-sentence and I could see why. Not far from us was a group of boys from our school, and I could tell that they’re looking at us.

“Why are they looking at us?” I whispered to Sam as we make our way to our seats.

“That is Connor.” She vaguely nodded at his direction.