Lovesong

Chapter 2

*Reegan's POV*

When I was little I always asked my mum why her and my dad divorced. What makes two married people so angry and hurt they divorce from each other? She'd always answer me with the same thing 'some people just fall out of love Reegan'.

I never understood how the burning passion and desire of love could just go away. She'd always tell me that people can fall out of love just as easy as they fell in it, but I don't believe it. A passion like that deserves to be felt, not tossed aside like a worthless piece of trash.

Whereas the passion to go to school is practically non-existant, compared to the passion I have for my mums macaroni and cheese. Even though it's basically boiled pasta and a white sauce on top of it with cheese in there somewhere, my God is it the best thing I've ever tasted.

I hum the same tune I've had stuck in my head all day, as I enjoy the amazing pasta I have for lunch. I sit on the outskirts of the school far away from the cafeteria which is flooded with students. No one ever comes out here and the tree I sit under is perfectly shaded so it's perfect for a hot summers day like today.

"Heey Reegan? You might wanna slow down there" A voice said stopping me half way through a piece of pasta.

"Haha yeah maybe" I said swallowing it, feeling quite embarrassed.

I looked up from my container and saw Jason standing there, stifling a laugh. I nearly choke during the swallowing process.

"What are you doing out here?" I stutter nervously.

"It was getting too claustrophobic in the canteen" he said sitting down next to me, sharing the shade of the tree. "I hope you don't mind?" He questions.

"No it's alright" I say looking back down at the grass.

"Do I make you nervous?" He smirks.

"No, no, whatever makes you think that?" I mutter the strength to spit out, surely blushing crazily by now.

"Oh I don't know" he whispers awfully close to my ear.

"I have to go!" I said quickly packing my things, standing up and running far away from him.

Once I make it to the girls' bathroom, I close a stall door and sit down against it gasping for air. Not only was I out of breath from him, I'm not really a runner per say.

"Did you see Jay sitting with Reegan? Who does she think she is? She's nothing, a nobody" Someone says entering the toilets.

"I know right! What even was he thinking sitting with her? And I even heard she just ran away from him, like who does that to the sexiest boy in school?" The other girl replies.

"A nobody" they both say in unison, giggling to themselves before leaving.

Normally someone saying something like this wouldn't bother me. But for some reason today it did. Tears started to well in my eyes and before I knew it they were rolling down my face rapidly.

After I made sure the bathroom was empty and I was the only one left in there I exited the toilet stall. I walked towards one of the sinks and looked into the smashed mirror to see my face.

Some girl in one of the previous top years smashed the mirror one day and it hasn't been fixed ever since.

From what I could see, my face looked like a mess. I filled my hands up with water from the tap and wet my face trying to rid the tears.

"Pull yourself together Reegan" I say to myself more than anyone else.

I place my bag over my shoulders and trudge out of the bathroom to go to my next class. Nothing but some education can make my day any better right? Right.

And to make matters worse I had English. What's so bad about English you ask? One I just plain hate it, and two Jason is in my class and is my partner. Partners for English is something I find weird. For a subject like Science I understand, but for English?

Greeting Miss Brule for the second time today, I make my way to my seat just as the bell rings signalling the start of class.

Not long after the bell rings students start filing their way in and seating themselves in their designated seats. I instantly spot Jason walking in with his friend Lachlan as he spots me and makes his way towards me, excusing himself from Lachlan.

"I so make you nervous" he smirks sitting down next to me.

"Do not" I mutter under my breath.

"Good morning class! I hope you've had a good day so far. I understand this is your last class of the day but I still expect you to pay attention for the rest of the day. A piece of paper is being passed around now regarding the excursion to the Art Museum we are going to next week and then a further note explaining the information of your next assignment. You'll be starting that today. Please raise your hands if you have any trouble. Keep the chatter to the minimum thankyou" Miss Brule explains.

My ears perk up at the mention of the Art Museum we are going to next week. I've been waiting for a very long time to visit the new museum that opened a few blocks away. And when somehow the chance to go slipped into the syllabus I was definitely not complaining, unlike some of the other people in my class. Some people just don't appreciate art.

When the two sheets of paper finally reached mine and Jason's table, I took two of each before passing them on. Reaching for the assignment page, my eyes skim over what I needed to do. Or should I say we? My eyes focus on the word partners and I groan to myself.

"What are you groaning about?" Jason asks.

"I have to work with you" I say fake crying.

"Oh you have to work with the big scary Jason boo hoo" he laughs.

"You called yourself Jason?" I question shocked.

He shut his mouth, his face turning rigid.

"It's okay Jason"

"It's Jay! How many times do I need to keep telling you not to call me that?!" He yells, and all eyes were planted on us.

Tears pooled in my eyes and it wasn't long before they were released.

"Reegan.." His voice turned from harsh to soft.

"I need some air" I said rushing out of the classroom quickly.