I Quit

Chapter 4

Ivy-

I tried to stand up, my legs being as unstable as they were it was hard, but I managed.

I reached the sinks and lifted my head to look at myself in the mirror, anxious at the reflection I might see.

Ive always had An uncanny thing about looking in the mirror. I don't know why, but for some reason looking in the mirror always brought my self confidence down. Probably because I never received the desired reflection, just a reflection of a girl, unsure of herself and weak, yes that was the word, weak, so very weak.

As I built up enough strength to look in the mirror I noticed the bags under my eyes had become significantly worse, and my skin was all dry and blotchy. To make things worse my eyes were puffy and red.

I took some paper towel and ran it under warm water to try and get the swelling around my eye to subside. After, I took my weak, shaky fingers, and ran them through my hair to try and make it look a little more orderly.

As I was walking out I collided with someone walking in. Just to my displeasure it was the last person I wanted to see. It was the schools Queen bee, Darcey.

Darcey and I were friends in freshmen year, however like most teenage friends, we went our separate ways as we got older. Darcey always had an infatuation with being popular, and wanted everyone to know her name. I, on the other hand enjoyed sitting in the corner and not being noticed.

As Darcey became more popular she made new friends, and started to disregard me more and more. Soon she choose popularity over me, and started picking on me.

As Darcey walked through the door, I felt my tenuous legs buckle underneath me, and I fell to the floor, my face colliding with the grimy, cold bathroom tiles.

I heard the cruel laughs from above me and a tear escaped my eye.

I got up as fast as I could, and ran out the door trying to get away before Darcey could ridicule me any more.

When I reached my locker, I saw him, the alluring figure in front of me, Christian.

To my surprise his locker was right next to mine. In a way I was happy that I got to see his face every day at the onset
and climax of the unwanted school day, however I was also a bit nervous that he was next to my locker and could witness me doing something idiotic. I was always humiliating myself, and humiliating myself in front of Christian would be downright mortifying.

Christian-

I noticed Ivy run up to the locker next to mine. I was so thrilled when I found out her locker was next to me, and I could see her everyday. I've never told anyone, but I've always has feelings for Ivy. I wanted to tell her before I moved away, but I was too nervous. I knew now was the ideal time to tell her how much I actually admired her, and well basically just express my feeling for her.

We were alone in the hall way which evidently made me feel better about telling her, but I was still so high-strung about telling her.

Although I was nervous, I was ready to tell Ivy exactly how I felt about her.

Feeling a little more assertive, I tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and our eyes locked. Oh Gosh, what had I gotten myself into.