Over and Over Again by Nelly & Tim McGraw


Cause it's all in my head

I think about it over and over again

And I can't picturing you with her

And it hurts so bad

Cause it's all in my head

I think about it over and over again

I replay it over and over again

And I can't take it

I can't shake it, no


She approached him by his locker. Expressed her plans for their Color Me Mine date only for him to flat out refuse her. It confused her in the beginning until he clarified what he was talking about. He's right. She couldn't look him in his eyes and tell him she didn't make out with Finn because she did. And just like that, he walked out on her. She thought she'd get a better response, something equally anger-inducing yet regrettable but rightful. It was her fault after all. Her hormones were uncontrollable and despite the fact that she had the perfect gentleman, she was still discontented. Tears were pooling in her eyes as he watched his retreating figure and then she made a dash to the girls' room and locked herself inside one of the stalls, crying her heart out. It lasted for two hours that day and she knows it could've gone longer. She's already skipped two classes and she can't afford to skip glee just to see him. Right now, her tears, she was pretty there's more to come especially when she went home.

Now she sat in glee club, eyeing Sam and Santana as the Latina cuddled with his boyfriend – ex-boyfriend while everybody gossiped so openly about it. It's not like Sam had no right to feel betrayed by her because he did but she didn't think Sam would've rebounded that fast. He stood by her even after all the crap she's been in and this is how she pays him back. However, she knows the two won't last and she just can't picture them together. She's to blame for all of this but she wants to warn Sam about how Santana is on relationships. Despite the fact that she had no right to do so, she still felt obliged to do so.

Seeing him with her friend felt like an icy stab in front of her. At least he didn't cheat on him like she did. She can't believe or maybe accept the fact that she can be replaced even though she's experienced being replaced before. All this time, she thought he was it. The one. The prince charming. In fact, he was. The only reason he isn't "The One" is because she had to question it. That itch to just question everything good in her life just makes things worse. Nevertheless, she can't help but partly blame him. He insisted that she kiss the doofus at the kissing booth and she didn't fail at rejecting his request but his insistence annoyed her and she gave in just so he'd be contented. She trusted herself and Sam just wanted to see the trust he has for her. Her compliance made things worse and her uncontrollable self gave in to temptation.

The power she's always wanted to gain back is now back, secured in her hands with that doofus by her hips, always doing things for her at her command. All that in exchange for her equally perfect, gentlemanly, popular and talented ex-boyfriend.

Glee club ended with her thoughts flying all over the place. It wasn't until the bell rang that it shook her out of her nightmare. She exited the choir room last and turned towards the exit when she saw him give a kiss to her old friend and parted ways. Gathering all her thoughts and courage, she ran towards him and made him turn around by the sound of her running steps.

She slowed down as he turned towards her. He shook his head and turned back around to walk away from her. She could see the betrayal and disappointment in his eyes before he turned away from her. She caught up to him and turned him by his shoulders.

"She's not it for you," she gasped, barely out of air. She figured that was enough message for him but she held her right hand that still had his ring and pointed to her chest. He looked at her, a pool of emotions behind his blue green eyes. He slowly held his own hand up as if to ask for the ring back and of course, she was taken aback but it's not like she expected him to have her keep it after what fucked up thing she did. She slowly, sadly, twisted the ring off her finger as she looked at her hand just so she didn't have to look at him if ever tears fell down. She's tired of all the crying she's done for the day. She looked up at him, as if asking him "really?" but nevertheless, he got a hold of her right hand and pushed it back close to her fist gently. He didn't want it after all. He shook his head and left her in the hallway as she looked at him longingly.


A/N: Like it? There's more to come! In fact, I've written about 4 already. Let's get this around 5-7 reviews, can we do that? : )