I Think It's L.O.V.E

Chapter One - Moving On

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by @Cfunnybunny179 

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 Three months.

 It had been three months since that heart breaking breakup-- my breakup with Blake. Three months of crumpling and weeping every night on my bed. I hadn't moved on yet and hoping I could, soon. After that day, things weren't normal to me any longer. I heard rumours about me and Blake, that Blake ditched me, everyday in school. You know, gossip flies fast like a single text message. A girl dumped by a guy. Every time that thought comes to mind, I felt pain and embarrassment.

The break-up affected my academic and social life. I could hardly listen to my teachers and this caused my grades to decrease. I stopped hanging out with my friends. Home and my thoughts were my only solitude.

The worst thing was I couldn't help to cry whenever I saw Charlotte and Blake, looking happy with each other. On top of that, they were making out almost all the time in school.

Anything related to Blake were either thrown away or burned. I wanted to move on, I needed to move on, I had to move one. But, the big question, how?

"Hey, hey, hey," I heard a female voice behind me cutting my thoughts. I was very sure that it was my best friend, Miles. I turned around to see her. She looked disappointed, standing in the doorway of my room. "Sav, you need to get over that drama. Like, c'mon, there are lots of guys out there better than that bastard! It's been three months! Move on."

A small sigh escaped my lips from her speech. I looked down and began to speak. "I can't. I mean, I... I don't know how. I just can't stop the pain I feel inside, when I remember everything."

I looked straight at her eyes, sending a silent message; I need your help.

"Okay. I really think you need assistance. How about we hang out tomorrow, after school? It's better than staying here at your room right? You need some fresh air, you know?" She suggested.

"I'll think about it. We might have lots of assignments to do tomorrow," I stated.

"No. Forget about school tomorrow in the afternoon. We are going out somewhere, anywhere," she gazed at me and smiled

"But--" I tried to interfere but she ceased me.

"Uh-ah! No more buts sis." She walked towards me and hugged me. "We'll have a great day tomorrow and a long talk with me. Okay?" she continued, while rubbing her palm on my back.

Her hug gave me the warmth and comfort I needed. It felt like I would have no more problems in the world.

Miles was my best-friend since we were in our moms' womb. Our mothers were best friends since they were freshmen until the present time. Great, isn't it? Miles was exactly two months older than me. We had lots of things in common though physically, we were quite different. She had blonde curly hair with creamy white skin which was very opposite to me. I had black wavy hair with a tan skin. I adored Mile's blue-green eyes because mine was a very common one; light brown.

Our moms were both businesswomen. In fact, they were business partners. Both of us didn't have a father anymore. Miles' dad died because of leukaemia, when we were still in second grade. I, on the other hand, had never seen my father, not even once. Miles knew everything about me and I didn't dare to lie to her even once, so as she to me. We were more like sisters. So when she said 'a great day tomorrow', I knew it will be.