Always M.C.

Chapter Nine

Michael's POV

Michael

Michael

Michael

Please answer me

Why are you doing this

I miss you

Michael you have ignored me for like five months

Stop it's killing me

Mikey please

Scarlett would not stop texting me and I was far beyond annoyed. I was so done. Sure I ignored her for a while, but she made pretty much no effort to contact me either. She only wants me because she's done with Luke.

Scarlett's POV

Michael wouldn't answer me so I put my phone down and laid my head on my pillow. I layed on top of my covers, spread out like a starfish and stared at my ceiling. What was he thinking?

Michael's POV

I put my phone down and laid my head on my pillow. I layed on top of my covers, spread out like a starfish and stared at my ceiling. What was she thinking?

Why would she ignore me all this time? This was insane. Seven months ago I was bestfriends with Scarlett. Six months ago I told her I loved her. Five months ago she started dating Luke. Four months ago we completley stopped talking. Three months ago I was depressed. Two months ago I went insane. A month ago I hated her. I wonder if she cares. It's funny because usually Scarlett was the only one who cared. Now I'm thinking she never did.

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"Now a message from your valedictorian, Scarlett Williams." the overhead speaker said. I rolled my eyes and dropped my head into my hands.

"I know you don't want to hear me rambling on about school at eight in the morning, so I'm going to make it quick. Can the members of NHS please come to the first floor conference room at the beginning of seventh period on Tuesday, thank you!" Scarlett piped in her cheerful tone. She sounded so professional and like herself. "Oh and Michael can you please forgive me?" she said in the same tone. I raised my head and looked around as everyone in the class stared at me. Then the speaker shut off signaling that announcements were over.

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It was the last week of school and I was not going to put up with Scarlett's charades. I saw Scarlett walking down the hallway, like a celebrity. She looked amazing, like always. Her hair was perfectly falling to one side of her face as she carried her books. She was wearing a dark green and white flannel with a black and yellow Green Day shirt tucked into her white shorts. "Scarlett!" I yelled angrily as I picked up my pace, speeding towards her.

"Michael I have to-"

"Go to the first floor conference room for NHS. Yes I know it's seventh period on Tuesday." I interrupted. "Speaking of the announcement, what the hell was that?" She kept walking the same speed. She walked so fast, it could be considered a light jog. "Is that my shirt?"

"No the shirt is mine. The flannel is yours though." She looked over at me with a hopeful smile.

"What the hell was that Scarlett?"

"Well how the hell was I supposed to get your attention?" she abruptly stopped right in front of me.

"Well it's making you look kind of desperate!" I yelled in her face for the second time ever. My voice was cold and harsh which I instantly regretted. I saw Scarlett's hazel eyes fill with tears and she ran away from me. For the second time ever. "Scarlett! Scarlett!" I screamed after her, but it was no use. I looked away from her as she sped down the hallway. I looked around myself as I realized we had caused a scene. I discovered that a certain someone was giving me quite a dirty look. It was Tyler. "What!" I stepped forward, causing him to flinch back and walk away. I buried my hands in my face and leaned up against the closest wall.

'I'm not going not cry. I'm not going to cry' I thought to myself.

"I know that look. It was her wasn't it." I looked up to see the one and only Luke staring down at me. Anger was replaced with sorrow as soon as I saw the way he looked.

Luke before Scarlett: Skinny jeans, band tees. Nice hair, in that weird quiff style. Lip ring, bad boy image. Vans and never a coat. He made all the girl pass out if he even looked at them. He didn't care about anything and he was popular, worshipped maybe. He was celebrated.

Luke after Scarlett: Sweat pants, big hoodie. Messy hair, puffy eyes. No more lip ring, broken boy. He was wearing slippers and bracelets, Now no one even talked to him or noticed him. He looked like shit, I felt horrible. He still didn't care but he didn't care about himself either.

"Luke. Holy shit dude." I breathed. "I didn't even know you still existed."

"I don't. I barely do anyway. Michael she ruined me. Michael she's in love with you."

"Stop Luke-"

"Well shit you don't even know do you? That's why we broke up dumbass. Cause she's in love with you. Fucking stupid.." Luke walked away rubbing his face. He suddenly stopped and looked back at me with tears in his eyes. "Don't lose her." his voice cracked as he walked away.

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It's was Monday and Scarlett hasn't been to school since Tuesday. I wondered where she was as I scanned the mass of people in the hallway. I saw a very petite girl in the shadows of everyone else. She was wearing sweatpants and a big hoodie. Her hair was messy, in a bun. She had on no makeup and she was wearing slippers and bracelets. The equivalent to Luke and the opposite of herself. I walked up to her and tapped on her shoulder. "Scar?" She looked up at me with wide, puffy eyes. She looked afraid of me and she tried to get away.

"No, stop." I whispered letting her get away. I didn't want to make a scene. I didn't want to scare her anymore. I had broken Scarlett.