"Don't Drive Yourself Crazy Convincing Them Of Your Worth."
Chapter 23
Monday.I dreaded this day.
Monday.
Having to be around people again.
Monday.
Todd. Seeing Todd after that situation.
Seeing the betrayal.
I clutch onto my textbooks, as I walk down the hallway to my english class.
I felt the stares from everyone, digging into my back and clawing onto my soul.
Anxiety crept in, i heard whispers everywhere. They're talking about what happened at the party.
I felt uncomfortable, i felt unworthy, pathetic and hated. I missed being not recognized, well it serves me right for deciding to hang out, with a football player.
I stopped midway from my path, when my eyes landed at the disgusting sight in front of me.
Todd and Rebecca were making out.
In public, in front of everyone.
Todd was pinned against his locker, his arms wrapped around her skinny waist.
People around them were staring, darting their eyes between me and the couple.
Gossiping and whispering, giving judging looks.
Their lips were in sync. Her fingers running through his thick, black locks.
I felt a pang of pain unfolding in my heart, tears started filling my eyes till my vision was blur.
I couldn't move. I just stood there, watching them make out like a perfect couple.
Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder, spinning me around.
My face collided, with a hard chest.
Zachary.
His colonge of warm cinnamon tickled my nostrils, it gave me a sense of relaxation.
"You shouldn't be watching this. You shouldn't be in the presence of them." He muttered, in a soft voice.
I sighed and wiped the corners of my eyes, dragging my feet away from the sight.
Zachary walked me to my English class, which was with much pain.
I had to walk passed the saliva invested couple, i felt Todds eyes on me and Rebecca's cold and calculating glares.
I eventually made it to my destination, but I couldn't shake off the sight.
"Say, where's your friend uh-"
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