Part One
"It's Hard to Let Go"
Chapter 1
I sat there... looking off into the distance in search of a companion. I knew that if he left, I would no longer be able to interact with the others; I would be too scared to continue my life without him. Life at Madison High didn't feel the same without seeing his figure standing near my locker both before and after my classes. It seemed boring and monotonous. With him, I'd experience a new adventure everyday. How were these days going to be replaced? "Hey Rikku." "Hey Rick, what's up?" "Nothing, I heard about Roscoe. Are you okay?" "Is that what you came to ask me?" "Actually, Ross told me to come. He says that you look really gloomy. I just want to help." "I am fine. Tell Roscoe that I appreciate his "concern". Or, is it that Melissa wants to make sure I feel the pain?" "Mel doesn't know that I'm talking to you." "Oh, ok." "Look, I know what you're going through, I dated Joanne for nearly a year before..." "She told you about James. Everyone knew about James though, Rick. I didn't know about Ross and Mel. I feel like my head was in my ass. Is there something wrong with me?" "Babe, I can tell you there's nothing wrong with you. You are like the finest girl I have ever seen. Mel is not like you at all and I think Ross wanted to try someone new." "So I'm old?" "No, but you and Ross had dated for like four years and we are only sophs in high school. Trust me, you'll find someone new too. I wouldn't be surprised if it was me." "Sorry, Rick. You are not my type." "What exactly is your type?" Just as he asked me this question and I was preparing to answer, a boy with silver hair reaching his shoulders approached my locker. He looked at the number and smiled at me. "Hi, is this your locker?" "Yeah, number 225, why, which is yours?" "Locker #226, right below you." "That should be fun." "Oh, yeah!" He threw his books into his locker and walked away. I couldn't help but notice the gorgeous wink he gave me with his shimmering blue eyes as he walked past me into the cafeteria. "So is that your type?" "Rick I didn't even know you were still here." "What do you want me to tell Ross?" "Tell him that I will be absolutely fine." I grabbed my books and walked away. Don't think I am over Roscoe. I loved... I mean love him. I know that at this present moment he is all into Melissa but her love will never be as good as mine. When I walked into the classroom, Melissa and Roscoe were near my desk making out. I watched as she tried to unzip his pants with one hand. "Wow, I didn't know bimbos could kiss and unzip at the same time... I better write that down. You learn new things everyday. Hey Roscoe didn't even see you there under all that spit." "Oh, if it isn't Ricku, Roscoe's old girlfriend." "The name's Rikku, Smellissa. I'm not too surprised though, I mean I wouldn't expect someone with the IQ of a second grader to be able to pronounce a name like mine." "Hey Rikku, how's it going?" "I was okay until my vision was scarred and my mind was blackened after seeing two gorillas making out." "Are you still mad cuz Roscoe was tired of spanking that..." "I am not mad. Roscoe needed someone new, as do I. This breakup is the happiest thing that has ever happened to me." I couldn't take it, I nonchalantly walked out of the classroom and into the bathroom. I was so angry not at Melissa but at Roscoe for doing this to me. Did he not love me? Was I the only one committed to our relationship? Don't break down, Rikku. You got this! Ding! Ding! The bell rang and I wiped my tears. Time for operation: "Get with the hottie whose locker is number 226 and make Roscoe pay!"
"It's Hard to Let Go"
Chapter 1
I sat there... looking off into the distance in search of a companion. I knew that if he left, I would no longer be able to interact with the others; I would be too scared to continue my life without him. Life at Madison High didn't feel the same without seeing his figure standing near my locker both before and after my classes. It seemed boring and monotonous. With him, I'd experience a new adventure everyday. How were these days going to be replaced? "Hey Rikku." "Hey Rick, what's up?" "Nothing, I heard about Roscoe. Are you okay?" "Is that what you came to ask me?" "Actually, Ross told me to come. He says that you look really gloomy. I just want to help." "I am fine. Tell Roscoe that I appreciate his "concern". Or, is it that Melissa wants to make sure I feel the pain?" "Mel doesn't know that I'm talking to you." "Oh, ok." "Look, I know what you're going through, I dated Joanne for nearly a year before..." "She told you about James. Everyone knew about James though, Rick. I didn't know about Ross and Mel. I feel like my head was in my ass. Is there something wrong with me?" "Babe, I can tell you there's nothing wrong with you. You are like the finest girl I have ever seen. Mel is not like you at all and I think Ross wanted to try someone new." "So I'm old?" "No, but you and Ross had dated for like four years and we are only sophs in high school. Trust me, you'll find someone new too. I wouldn't be surprised if it was me." "Sorry, Rick. You are not my type." "What exactly is your type?" Just as he asked me this question and I was preparing to answer, a boy with silver hair reaching his shoulders approached my locker. He looked at the number and smiled at me. "Hi, is this your locker?" "Yeah, number 225, why, which is yours?" "Locker #226, right below you." "That should be fun." "Oh, yeah!" He threw his books into his locker and walked away. I couldn't help but notice the gorgeous wink he gave me with his shimmering blue eyes as he walked past me into the cafeteria. "So is that your type?" "Rick I didn't even know you were still here." "What do you want me to tell Ross?" "Tell him that I will be absolutely fine." I grabbed my books and walked away. Don't think I am over Roscoe. I loved... I mean love him. I know that at this present moment he is all into Melissa but her love will never be as good as mine. When I walked into the classroom, Melissa and Roscoe were near my desk making out. I watched as she tried to unzip his pants with one hand. "Wow, I didn't know bimbos could kiss and unzip at the same time... I better write that down. You learn new things everyday. Hey Roscoe didn't even see you there under all that spit." "Oh, if it isn't Ricku, Roscoe's old girlfriend." "The name's Rikku, Smellissa. I'm not too surprised though, I mean I wouldn't expect someone with the IQ of a second grader to be able to pronounce a name like mine." "Hey Rikku, how's it going?" "I was okay until my vision was scarred and my mind was blackened after seeing two gorillas making out." "Are you still mad cuz Roscoe was tired of spanking that..." "I am not mad. Roscoe needed someone new, as do I. This breakup is the happiest thing that has ever happened to me." I couldn't take it, I nonchalantly walked out of the classroom and into the bathroom. I was so angry not at Melissa but at Roscoe for doing this to me. Did he not love me? Was I the only one committed to our relationship? Don't break down, Rikku. You got this! Ding! Ding! The bell rang and I wiped my tears. Time for operation: "Get with the hottie whose locker is number 226 and make Roscoe pay!"