Lost Without You

Prologue

That day, I woke up with the idea that it was going to be like every other day. Same boring routine, same familiar faces, but... I guess that just goes to show you that you should always expect the unexpected.

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6 o'clock AM Tuesday June10th 2008

Brrring!

Bring!

Brrrring!

Brri-!

SMASH!

My brown eyes slowly flickered open and traveled straight to the busted alarm clock I was grabbing onto with my right hand. Small shards of glass where sprawled out over my bed's head board and my pillow and bed sheets. I winced when I noticed the cuts the glass had right on my hand.

"Great. Happy Birthday to me." I muttered under my breath sarcastically as I heaved my self out of bed and started to clean up the mess I had made.

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-Later that Morning-

After I had cleaned up the mess that was made by my battle with the alarm clock an hour earlier (and got yelled at for it by my parents) and got dressed for school, I wolfed down my breakfast of cheerios and milk and rushed out the door. When I was practically sprinting to school, I ran into my childhood friend Lucas…literally.

I had ended up falling on top of him, which cushioned my landing but he had fallen back against the pavement, having no protection. Generally, given the position we were in I would have been flustered, embarrassed, and awkward but I was more concerned about his well-being. I wasn't really heavy or anything and I don't think I slammed into him too hard but still...I was worried.

"O-Oh my god! Lucas! Are you okay?!" I quickly sprung off of him and kneeled down beside him. I shook his shoulder lightly. "Lucas..?"

He started to open his eyes slightly and I let out a relived sigh and placed over my hand my chest.

"Sa-Sabrina..?" He looked up at me, his eyes fully open and alert now. He slowly rose to his feet, gripping a near by street lamp with his left hand to balance himself, holding his head with his right. "Are you okay?"

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks but tried to ignore it. Lucas had been my best friend ever since the two of us were little kids. There was no way I was willing to spoil all those years of friendship over a stupid crush. "Yeah, I'm fine!" I assured him with a happy grin as I picked up all of the text books that were scattered across the grass and the pavement. "Here, you dropped your textbooks." I said, handing them to him.

"Thanks." He took the books out of my grasp but then shot me a strange look.

"…What?"

"Are you sure you're feeling okay? Your face is a little red. Do you have a fever or something?"

I spun on my wheels my back facing him and started to walk away. I was so luck that Lucas was dense. Anybody else would've figured it out by now. "Y-You worry too much!" I managed to stutter out nervously before quickening my pace. We only had about 10 minutes until the first warning bell would ring and unlike Lucas I was not use to being tardy on a regular basis. Though, it wasn't exactly his fault that he had such a bad attendance record, his sense of direction was terrible. That's all. I was surprised that he even made it halfway to school by himself.

"Wait up! Hey! Sabrina!" Lucas yelled frantically from behind as he hurried to catch up to me but him yelling just made my speed walking turning jogging and from jogging to running. He yelled for me to slow down so he could catch up multiple times and I just laughed at him.

"Catch me if you can~!" I taunted playfully as I crossed the street and finally made it onto the school grounds with 5 minutes left to spare. Lucas followed me inside the building when I finally slowed down to a walk and the two of us walked to Lucas's class. Since I was a year younger than Lucas the two of us didn't have any of our classes together but, I always would walk with him to his first period class just to make sure he wouldn't get lost along the way. Usually I would have walked over to his house and we would have walked to school together that morning but Lucas had told me a few days prior that he could make it to school without me 'getting in this way' from then on. I just brushed it off though. Lucas just had his moments sometimes you know? And anyway, the only reason he said it was probably because all of his new friends in the 10th grade though it looked weird, him hanging around a 9th grader all the time. Oh well. Sooner or later he would get over it and so would they.

That's what I would keep telling myself anyway.

To Be Continued…