So Close, Yet So Far Away
Chapter Nine
It was Monday moring when I walked to my locker to find Stacy waiting for me there. I tried my hardest not to make any sort of eye contact with her, but I had to talk to her since she was blocking my locker.
"Uhm, I need to get to my locker." I said to Stacy.
"Look sweetie..." Stacy said as she flipped her platinum blonde hair.
"Stay away from my boyfriend. Trust me, he's not into you. You're just this little girl. He's way out of your league, anyways." She continued.
"Apparently, out of yours, too." I whisphered to myself as I looked through my math book.
"I'll let that slide." Stacy said.
She then stared me down and walked away.
I slammed the locker shut. I was mad. Who was she to tell me who to see and who not to see? I'm going to do whatever I want whenever and with whoever.
Five minutes later, the bell rang. I had Math class which I shared with both Angela and Johnathan. I went to class and saw Angela.
"Hey!" Angela said.
"Hey." I quietly said.
"What's wrong? I expected you to be happy. I saw you two." Angela said with a big smile on her face.
"Yeah, but did you see what happened afterwards? Stacy saw us almost kiss." I told her with a frown on my face.
"Oh my God. What did she do?" Angela eagerly asked.
But before I could answer her, the teacher walked in.
"Take a seat everyone and pull your text books out." The teacher instructed.
I took a seat behind Johnathan, admiring his soft, black hair. Johnathan turned around. I smiled at him, but he just turned back around.
During class, I overhead Johnathan telling one of his friends that him and Stacy are still together and that he still likes her.
Maybe Stacy was right. Maybe Johnathan is just not into me. Maybe I'm just this little girl to him. I didn't know what to think. I was confused. I lost focus in class and just daydreamed of Johnathan and solutions to my problem.
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I rushed home, deciding to ditch the bus and walk there. I didn't want to face Johnathan. I was too afraid to. As soon as I opened my phone, there were 5 new messages from Angela.
One read, "What's up with you? What's going on?"
Another read, "Dude, call me. We need to talk."
I texted back, "I just need some time to think."
When I got home, I went into my room, closed the door and then, grabbed my guitar. I kept on playing. Once I finished writing my song, tears just fell down my hazel eyes. Why was I so upset? Everything was fallng apart once they were finally coming together. Johnathan being that close to me was just too good to be true. He prefers Stacy anways. Why would he even fall for a little girl like me? A girl who's so stupid, unattractive and just... not worth loving? Like they all say, "Good things come to an end." and what was once a 'good thing' in my life, is now coming to a tragic end.
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