Our Beautiful Moments ✔️

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I'm the talkative me when I'm with you

Is that why you always get detention?

C'mon that was supposed to be sweet

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People were staring at us, mostly at Jake. I swear, I could feel their pity towards me. Their eyes wandered as I walk past them. It suffocated me, imagining things that they might think of me but I embraced myself when I remembered what Bea said to me the other day. I needed to be strong for myself and for him too. I would not appear weak.

Some gave me a simple smile. We were walking in the hallway. I was a little glad that at least they didn't make a way for us although when we passed through the other students, they would go to either side. It was unbelievable, just like those in the movies.

Almost everyone greeted him as we walked towards our first class, congratulating him for waking up. His team patted his back when they saw us and they hugged me too when they noticed me. Some even whispered consoling words to me. I chuckled bitterly before brushing them off.

I bit the inside of my cheeks trying not to cry for their sweet words to me. When my friends saw me, they immediately hugged me and let me rest my head on their neck. Samuel grabbed me and told me that I would be fine, like how the others console me. Sadie, Griselda and Kirsi stayed by my side since we have the same class and only Samuel had a different one.

"Stacy, get inside," my homeroom teacher told me. I realized that I was staring at the ground with my tears flowing, in front of the door. He was no longer beside me. He was sitting next to my chair. So great.

For the third time for this day, I was spacing out and shedding tears. For the third time, I looked like a crybaby. I looked weak, for countless times.

I bowed to my teacher and to the class, shyly as I wiped my tears away. That will do. I am strong, I have to remind myself of that.

My classmates were looking at me with tender eyes. Some felt pity as they gave me the pitiful and petty eyes. I hate those eyes. I wanted to show them that I could do this. It's was like their eyes were telling me that it's all over. No, it's not.

The class went on with me continuously helping him out, remember the missing details and I just couldn't help to share memories with him.

"Stacy, babe, stop gripping on your notebook," Kirsi took my notebook away from me and gently massaged my hands. I sighed and just rested on her shoulders while listening to our professor.

"Are you sure you can handle it alone?" I looked at her before thinking about it. Jake was still putting his things on his bag and cleaning his table. Sadie already left us and went to Samuel. "You know, you can stay with us. You can bring him too. He's also our friend. You don't need to carry all the weight on your shoulders, Stacy,"

"It's okay, Kirsi. I can handle it and of course, I know that you and the others are here for me. Maybe tomorrow, I'll ask him to eat with the others," they waved goodbye when they saw him slowly approaching us with his other friends. He was trying not to offend them since he didn't remember their names.

I smiled at them when I saw their sad faces. Jake was facing me so he did not see it. They tapped his back and mine before walking away. I composed myself and walked with him. I could hear soft sobs coming from them. Poor them, it must be so hard for them too. We are all suffering, aren't we?

"This is where we usually eat," I presented the school's abandoned office of the principal but since we always stay here, we renovated it. It was bigger than notmal rooms in this building since this was the office before.