Chapter 2

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Beep........ Beep..... Beep.....

"Grace!! Get up! Your going to be late and won't be able to catch the bus."

"Coming Mom." I groan. Ugh I hate mornings. Especially Monday mornings. Why get up when it's still dark outside? But most importantly, why do I need to go to the place of the devil, where Kyle will roam the halls with his friends that are girls, and who will ignore me.

Does life just hate me that bad? Talk about pain in the butt. I quickly did my my morning routine and put on a black, sunflower crop top I designed, some skinny jeans, and some black TOMS. I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a croissant, told my parents goodbye, and was out the door. Gosh, how do I do this to myself. I barley made it in time, just as the bus pulled around the corner.

"Wow! New record. 30 seconds before."
"Hi Leo."

Yep, that's my B.F.F.L (Best Friend For Life)
We've known each other since preschool, and we've done almost everything together. He's kind, sweet, loyal, and so much more. But most of the time he's a know-it-all and is mostly correct on everything. It's soo annoying.

"Let me guess, over slept?"
"Yep." I said and sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Grace, I've known you for forever. And I know when your lying. Your nose twitches." See what did I tell you. I sighed and stepped onto the bus. I sat near the window, and closed my eyes. All of a sudden a warmth was introduced with my hand.

I looked up into big ocean blue eyes of concern.
"Grace, you know you can talk to me right? Just always remember I'm here for you."
"Thanks Leo." "Wait are you thinking about him?"
I swear it's like this guy can read my mind!
"Yea, but I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay." Then a saddened expression crossed his face. I was not in the mood to give a pep talk of reassuring him that I'm alright.
The rest of the way was silent and awkward. Don't you hate those moments?

At School
As I walked to my locker, I was attacked by all the love throughout the hallway. Of course Rachel and Jackson (populates: cheerleader and jock) are making out as much as they could in the 10 minutes we had before class started. Geez! How can they breath? Well I can't say bc I've never been in that state. Though I do wish to be. But then you got your other couples all throughout the hallways. It's enough to disgust you. But you don't realize how much you long for love till you see it and realize where you are in your life.

Wait am I jealous? Ok, maybe a little. All of a sudden, I get attacked yet again, from behind by a pair of hands. Of course knowing me, I use my fighting instincts (yes, I have experience) and flip whoever over my body and onto the ground. "Geez girl! No one will ever throw you a surprise or anything anymore bc this is what happens."
"Well hello to you too. And sorry by the way."

"What's been with you lately?"
"Nothing. Just a little distracted."
"Oh I know what this is about. Your thinking about Kyle, aren't you?" How in the world can these people read my mind!? Is my brain just open to the public or is it that easy to read off of me?

I sighed and opened my locker. "I'm not in the mood right now to talk about him. It's just to painful."
"I understand. But the best way to get over this is to talk about it and forget and move on." "Don't you see I'm trying?" "I'm sorry."

Of course in that moment, guess who walks down the hallway.

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