Nothing Heals The Past Like Time

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Mirror mirror on the wall
Was I always meant to fall?
Roses white and dying light
Silver's sweet forgiving bite
She'll ask "why?"
No answers found
And I'll rot deep
Beneath the ground

The days flew by in flashes. French periods were torture to me. I even considered to ask for another partner, but I couldn't gather the courage.
"You really need to make peace." Terry told me as we walked to Biology. "You look terribly ill. When is the last time you had a good night's rest?"
"Terry, can we please not talk about it. How was your date with Lisa last night?" I asked to purposely change the subject.
"Rebecca, you can't carry on like this anymore. You will kill yourself. I am just worried about you. I have never seen you so down. Perhaps you should give Caspian another chance."
"I've been through worse." I replied softly as the images of my father's death played in my head. I entered the classroom and took my seat, before Terry could ask me anything else.
I heard him mumble something all the way to his desk. I shook my head irritatedly and sank into my seat. Mr Freids proceeded with his lesson on cells and their functions. I made notes in my notebook as he spoke. The period seemed to go on for ages, however, the continuous lecturing kept my mind at bay.
"Class test on Monday." Mr Freids announced when the bell rang.
"Sir, we have football this weekend." Terry whined and the rest of the football team joined in.
"Then I suggest you win the game so you can go home early and study." Mr Freids replied, silencing them.
"Can you believe it? Another class test. How many does he want us to write?" Terry whined on our way the cafeteria for lunch.
"He has too much time on his hands, Terry. That's all. He doesn't have anything better to do." I replied and dished myself some yogurt and fruits and took a bottle of water and an energy bar.
"He needs to get married, Becca. He is going crazy and it is driving me nuts." Terry babbled on.
"Who is going crazy?" Lisa asked when she joined us at the table.
"Mr Freids, that's who. We are writing another test on Monday." Terry said outraged after he kissed Lisa on the cheek when she sat down next to him.
I eventually zoned out the conversation and was playing with my food. My face was propped onto one cheek whilst my other hand was dabbing the spoon into the yogurt.
Caspian and his perfectly charming personality kept clogging my mind. It seemed, now matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get him out of my mind, and I badly wanted him out.
I looked up from my plate when I heard Lisa mentioning my name. "Sorry, what are you saying?" I asked.
"We were talking about going to the movies tonight and Terry and I wondered if you'd like to join us." Lisa answered.
My eyes caught a glimpse of Caspian coming into the cafeteria. He walked towards his usual table where the popular boys hung out. Meghan stood up and hugged him when he approached the table.
My heart shattered into a million pieces when his arms wrapped around her waist and he returned the hug, but I died inside when he swooped his lips down onto her and gave her a chaste kiss.
"Becca, what do you think? Are you coming with?" Lisa repeated.
"What? Oh yeah, it will be great." I pulled my gaze away Caspian and Meghan. My eyes stung with hot tears.

***

"What do you guys want with the popcorn? Chocolate or jelly babies?" Lisa asked as we stood in line for our popcorn.
"Chocolate for Rebecca, please." I heard a familiar voice. I turned my head to the side and my eyes met Caspian's. My heart pounded painfully in my chest and it became difficult to breath. My lungs contracted and my mouth dried up. I was unable to say anything nor move.
"Don't look so surprised to see me, Rebecca. Lisa invited me." He stated plainly as if it was no big deal.
I blinked my eyes a few times before I managed to unfreeze myself and walk towards Lisa. I pulled her to one side of the cinema.
"Why on earth would you invite Caspian? Are you insane? He is with Meghan. Don't tell me this is one of your clever ideas to get me and Caspian together again." I sighed wearily.
"I invited him, because it looked like he could use a cheer-up and what better way to do it than to watch a movie with some friends." Lisa played innocent.
"He is not my friend. He is nothing of me." I gritted my teeth and walked away. I was overreacting, wasn't I? It was only a movie. What could go wrong?
We gathered our popcorn and drinks before we entered the cinema. We were watching Maleficent: Mistress of Evil. Lisa planned that I sat next to Caspian in the corner. It was the most uncomfortable silence in my life.
We didn't glimpse at each, we didn't speak to each other. It was simply dead quiet from our side.
The movie started and I began munching down on my popcorn. I noticed that Caspian had barely touched his. He was probably as uncomfortable around me as I was around him.
Was I too hard on him, perhaps giving him more grief than he deserves. A guilt feeling built up inside my gut. My attention was far from the movie.
To my sweet relief, the movie ended and I was the first to get up and leave the cinema. I heard Caspian yelling my name, but I kept on walking. I wanted to get away, far away. I descended down the steps until I got yanked into his chest when he grabbed my wrist.
He slammed his lips against mine the moment I regained my balance.

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