Strawberries & Cigarettes

Maxence De Shryver

Mrs. Goodman smile as I enter and I see Brooklyn sitting alone.

I sit next to him and smile.

But he just ignore me.

"Good morning" I smile.

He just look at me and then back at the board and pretend like I don't even exist.

I mean I don't blame him for being mad at me.

Ezra kissed me but instead of pushing her away and I reciprocated by kissing her back.

But Brooklyn made it all clear..

I'm not his boyfriend.. He doesn't need me.. He even pushed me away.

He is not interested in me.

But still.. I don't want to end things between us..

Even if that means swallowing my pride.

"Look if I done something that upsets you or hurt you.. I'm so sorry" I sigh.

But still.. No response from him.

"Please Brooklyn.. Talk to me" I plead.

He turns to face me and frown.

"Oh are we in speaking terms now??" He ask.

"Why?? What's the reason we're not speaking??" I ask.

"oh my gosh you are so dumb" He roll his eyes.

"Look I'm sorry I called your guardian okay? I am just worried" I sigh.

"When you go to jail do you ever want your mom to know??" He ask.

"No of course.. not in a million years" I sigh.

"Then you are completely stupid for doing that" He frowns.

"who am I supposed to call?? Ghostbusters??" I chuckle.

"I don't want to talk to you" He roll his eyes.

"Brooke" I sigh.

"Mr. De Shryver quiet please" Mrs. Goodman smile.

"Sorry" I sigh and stare at Brooklyn who's trying his best not to look at me.
An hour passed and the bell rings.

"Brooke can we just talk please" I plead.

But he ignores me and walk away.

"Brooklyn!" I follow him to his lockers.

Suddenly he turns to face me and he's so furious.

"What do you want?!!" He raises his voice.

"I want to talk to you.. Please let's talk" I look at him in his eyes.

And I'm gonna lose it if he's not gonna talk to me.

I care about him so much that I don't want us to be like this.

"I don't want to talk to you" He frowns.

"Why?? What did I do?? Tell me!!" I plead.

Suddenly he reach his pocket and throw moneys at me.

"There! I don't owe you anymore" He stare at me.

"Is that how you see me?? A guy who gets close to you for money??" I ask.

"Yes.. Now leave me alone!" He looks at me for the last time and then walks away.

"I like you Brooklyn Thompson" I whisper to myself.