𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

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It all happened so fast.

I stood at my locker and of course, Lexie was lecturing me. "A.J, I see the way he looks at you. He's obviously in love with you. It's the way Finn looks at me." I sighed and turned to Lexie. "Lexie, I am not about to confront my best friend and ask if he's in love with me. It sounds weird."

Lexie sighed. "Just...tell him that you're in love with him." I smirked and turned my head to the side. "Oh, like how I did with Puck? And it ended up with me telling him about a child I got rid of when I was thirteen? Yeah, that'll go real well." I shook my head. "You broke up with Puck over the summer."

"Yeah, and the way I did it wasn't right. I went to his house, I knocked on the door, he answered it, I told him we were over, I got in my car and left. That doesn't seem like a way people enjoy getting broken up with." I turned away to grab my things.

"You took everything from me!"

I turned around and next thing I knew, Rachel was getting thrown into the locker. I just stood there. I didn't know what to do. It all happened so fast.

Finn came running down the hallway, dropping his book bag far behind him. "What the hell happened?" I shrugged. "I don't know. I was talking to Lexie one minute, I turn my back for a second, next thing I know Rachel's getting thrown into the locker."

He sighed and stepped in between them. "Rachel, enough is enough. It's over. I picked Lexie." Rachel just stared at him, then she looked at me. "Do something."

I just looked back and forth from Rachel and Finn. "Oh, I don't have to do anything. He's the older sibling. Not me." I turned back to my locker. "You will regret this." I scoffed. "Oh sure I will, smurf. Sure I will."

Finn came over and stood next to me against the lockers. "Can we talk?" I just stared into my locker. "I...I can't. I have English."

I shut my locker and turned to go to the English room. I had been avoiding him all month. It was the last year he was going to be at home. It was the last year I was going to be able to go to my best friend when ever I needed. It was the last year I was going to spend every waking moment with him. I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't ready to let go. I wasn't ready to let my best friend go.

My mom didn't know that I wasn't speaking to him. God forbid she did. She'd make me sit down and talk about it. I wasn't that great as exposing my emotions. It was one of the few things that I wasn't good at. I walked into English and sat down at the desk that I had been assigned. I put my head down and just thought.

Was ignoring him the right way to go?