Gosh, such pretty eyes. That's all Nina can just think about. She's talking to Chris. She know's she'll never have a chance. She knows. He's too out there and she knows the kind of girls he likes, ones with much more than what she has. She should know, he told her. What he never knew was that, every word out of his mouth, about ANY OTHER girl, killed her, like a thousand stabs to the body. But she stayed strong, she would never let him know how she truly feels. It's just easier for Nina like that. She knows that if she told him, it would ruin everything. And if it means ruining everything, she would never risk it, this is the only way she could talk to him, even if it means being stabbed a thousand times in the body, everyday, it would be better than not being able to talk to him AT ALL. She loved him, truly and deeply.
Nina always knew that Chris likes Natasha. She always knew from the very start. She could feel him staring at her, she could feel him think of things to compliment her on. In some ways she helped. Well, what else is she going to do? Just sit there like she isn't hurting? Like she doesn't care? He has NO IDEA how much she cares. No idea! But, maybe, it's the way Nina acts around him. She can be bitchy. That's the way she is, whatever is on her mind, she speaks it out. She's not a wuss. Now, he was just talking about Natasha, and how hot she is. God, Please make it stop! Make it stop! is Nina's plead. But, of course, she never said this out loud. She just smiles, like it's funny, the way he's desperate, the way he wants to go out with Natasha. But the worst part? She turned him down. Twice. And yet he still did not give up. He has no idea. He has no idea that he's killing her, one stab at a time...
Today at school, something happened to Nina and this might change her feelings for the better... or worse. Chris semi-hugged her. She felt herself get sweaty, and her heart just raced, like she ran for 2 hours. Semi-hugged, well because it wasn't really a hug, it was sort of a pull. He pulled her back so that she would be able to tell him what Natalia did. It made her feel good, in a way, that he cares about what she's saying. She never knew that he cared, well, maybe now because she wouldn't say. And worse, because after that experience, she knew her feelings are deeper, and stronger than the ones she had before. These feelings, tugged at her heart, made it hurt. She would not be able to let go of him. She knew she would, she would have to. Because, they were graduating.