We came home a couple of days ago. It's Thursday and our school's Fall Ball is on Saturday. I've been avoiding Miguel all week and I'm not sure why. Maybe because Victoria and Sadie don't know anything about him yet. Although there isn't much to know except that we kissed. The thing is that I don't want Victoria to think that I am doing the same thing Kenzi did. Ditching her for a boy from the popular group. I don't want to ditch her either and I don't know how I could make that work. Couples are supposed to sit together but how would that work since we have different friend groups that we sit with. I wouldn't make him leave his friends and I wouldn't leave mine. I guess there is a reason, and it's as simple as that.
I'm also scared that he will ask me to the Fall Ball though. Sadie, Victoria and I are going together and I wouldn't want to reject him. That's why avoidance is the easiest path.
"Gigi, why have you been avoiding me?" Miguel calls from behind me. Or not. I guess I'm not that good at it. I turn around slowly.
"Miguel, hi!" I try to be cheerful but my smile fades at the sight of his face. It looks confused and hurt and it breaks my heart. I squeeze my eyes tightly.
"So you have been avoiding me." he states it clearly and calmly but I can tell his voice is strained. I bite my bottom lip.
"Miguel I-" I start. He looks down and threads a hand through his dark hair.
"I get it." he tells me. I'm confused.
"You get it?"
He leans against my locker and looks up at me through his long eyelashes.
"This is about Sadie and Victoria right?" he asks. I hug my books closer to my chest and nod. And then he explodes.
"Look Gigi, we can make this work," he says desperately. "I like you, I really do and this, this suspense is killing me. You're killing me." He takes a breath
"If you don't feel the same way about me tell me, reject me, anything is better than this waiting and avoidance. I'll forget about the kiss, everything." He is practically on his knees begging and I can tell people around me are looking. I can tell what they are thinking. How is it possible that Hot Miguel is asking out a no one? I can't help thinking the same thing.
I can't look at him so instead I scan our spectators while I think of what to say. Then I see him. My eyes pause and my heart picks up speed. Alex. Why, oh why does he always have to turn up. When I don't answer, Miguel follows my eyes to Alex. When he sees him he gasps and smacks his head in realization.
"Oh, Oh! Shit oh shit," He swears loudly.
"What? What is it?" I ask, suddenly worried. Miguel turns back to me.
"Him, it's him." It takes me a second to realize what he is saying. Oh no.
"What do you mean him?" I ask innocently, pretending I have no clue what he is talking about.
"Don't play dumb," he says.
"I don't like him!" I cry out, I cannot lose Miguel.
"No, you're right you don't," he says. I exhale. "You love him," WHAT! I don't deny it though.
"Miguel I like you though," I say desperately. More people have gathered around Including Victoria and Sadie.
"I kissed you!" I am talking loudly now and I know both of my friends heard because they gasp and look stricken, betrayed. I can't deal with that right now though. Miguel shakes his head and turns away.
"Wait!" I grab his sleeve but he shakes it off.
"It's not me you want, It's Alex." He says it in a gruff voice that everyone can hear. Oh no. Everyone. Even Alex. I gasp and feel my legs turn to jello. The world seems to spin. Voices drown out and faces become a blur. Miguel reaches forwards concerned. Alex walks up, I can hear what he is saying quite clearly. "Man, What the hell are you talking about?" Victoria and Sadie run over, people are filming this I am sure. I feel faint, it feels like my lungs are devoid of air. I can't faint here, not now. Yet-
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The Shattered Pieces of my Heart
RomanceGenevieve (Gigi) Parks has been in love with a boy since fifth grade. Unfortunely, except for the day she met him, he has never really noticed her. It all changes when her old friend invites her to a weekend camping trip and in just a matter of da...