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Today we perform for our parents, and I am freaking the fuck out. This always happens before a performance but it never gets easier. The butterflies in your stomach before going on stage. As I'm getting dressed backstage somebody opens the door. At first, I tense, but then I see Nick in his rainbow sheet and relax, but only a little.
"Hey, you said we needed to talk" he smiles but there's a look of worry behind his eyes.
"Yeah" I take a deep breath "Look, Nick I really fucking like you, but I want to go into college single."
His eyes fill with tears that don't fall but I press on
"It's not just that, but I've caught feelings for someone else and it's not fair to you if I keep leading you on"
"Ok, I understand," he says this but I know it's not true and I've hurt him, but it's better this way. Leading him on would have just hurt him more. He walks out of the dressing room looking like a kicked puppy and the guilt sets in. Time for stage three. At this point, the show is a blur and I'm on autopilot. Thank god for Simon because before Nick can pull me aside to talk he grabs my hand and wakes me up. Just in time to see Garrett and Leah getting really close to each other. First, it was his sweatshirt and now this. Are they dating? My heart clenches at the thought and I stumble, just a bit. I see my parents and walk over. Mom sweeps me into a big hug
"oh honey you were amazing"
"Thanks"
My father gives a curt nod "nice job Abby"
"Where's Noah?" Dad bristles at the mention of his name and walks off
"He came to see you but wanted to avoid your father, he's home now"
I pull away and walk to the car just a little bit disappointed. Even with all the change in my life right now what with Noah dropping out, the play, and Nick the only thing that fills my mind on the car ride is Leah. My mind draws back to junior year. One day, during the fall, we decided to go to an old playground near my house. It was chilly out and we were both wearing jackets. The park was abandoned at this point in the day and we played on the equipment until it was too cold to bear. We pushed each other on the swings and climbed for what seemed like hours. Once it got too cold we went to my place and drank hot chocolate. That was the first day I really felt something for her. It was also the last day we had hung out together one on one.

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