As I exit the bus and enter the front door, surprisingly it is only a few students scattered around the corridor. I just shrug nothing is ever usual with Sinclair Ried High. I walk to my locker and I'm instantly relieved that 'THOSE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED', haven't arrived.
As I quickly clear out the unnecessary contents out of my bag and replacing them with the ones I'll use. A hush falls to the not overly clustered corridor.
I look to my right and groan "You've got to be kidding me." I actually thought today was going to be a peaceful day. Well jokes on me. I ignore the the hushed murmurs of the students as Ian Xavier lazily strides towards me. I try not drool, it's got to be illegal for people to be that good looking.
I do my best to ignore him and tamp down the frantic staccato of my heartbeat. I do my best to put on a blank expression.
He leans his shoulder on the locker directly next to mine. He smiles smugly and gives me that 'I caught you staring' look. Great just what I needed another eventful day. Ian leans directly on the locker next to mine, I'm very aware of his close proximity and the heat emitting from him. I try my best to ignore him. Try is the key word. He doesn't say anything and just stares. I finally finish with sorting my books for the day and look at him, he gives me that smile the one just for me, a part of me likes to think that it's genuine but I remember he's part of the kids who make my life hell.
"Hey" he greats and I inwardly groan.
With the best blank look I can muster "Hi"
"Come on, I know you're happy to see me"
"Ian I'm really not in the mood, and I'd doubt you'd wanna be seen with me"
"Why's that" he crooks his head to the side. He's playing dumb
I try to push past him but he won't let me. "Why are you like this? You've really changed." How dare he say that I'm not the one who switched up when we came to high school, I didn't go and join the cool kids who later bullied me, I didn't leave my bestfriend since age 5 who supported me through all the things that no one knows of. Not me at all.
I push him away from me. "Yeah but guess who's hurting who." I don't even wait for his answer and I just walk away. I hear him calling my name, but I'm too hurt and holding back tears.
Things between him and I weren't always like this, he used to be sweet and caring, the person I could always lean on and vice versa. We met when him and is family moved next door to us. They were good and kind people. It was an instant connection since they had kids of the same age, both no siblings. We started with play dates and as we grew it became sleepovers. His parents got divorced when we were 13 years old. We started leaning on each other and shared our secrets with each other.
Things changed in high school he wouldn't hangout anymore and would make excuses. I was anti-social and I thought that I'd have a friend already in high school. He started hanging out with the bullies and things got even worse when he started playing basketball. He got new friends and I was left alone, I tried to make friends but being bullied didn't exactly make me 'the first one to be picked when choosing teams'. I know that I should've gotten the message but he was the only friend I had and I had a major crush on him.
I was invited to his 16th birthday by his mom, I was hesitant but after much persuasion I went. He embarrassed me in front of everyone by loudly shouting "I don't want to be friends with you anymore." I finally got the message and moved on. It was 2 years ago but it still hurt till this day.