Bianca's Point Of View:
As I sat there, staring at my ceiling after just waking. Rolled up tightly underneath my favorite blanket. All I could think of was that it was finally the last day of school. The beginning of our summer was just hours away. A part of me was sad, dreading the last day. Some of my friends were going away for the summer. Others were stuck right here with me. There were so many things I wanted to do before the start of Senior Year. So many things I knew I would never get to. The way things were going in my life, I would be lucky if I ever got out of this town for more than a day.
I clumsily rolled myself out of my bed, still tangled up in my blanket. I wobbled my way over to the bathroom, pushing open the door with my forehead. "Ugh" I groaned a little as I stood on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. I really didn't want to go to school. But it was the last day. Not even I wanted to miss the day where we do nothing. Just sit there and gossip about all the things we wish we could or would be doing this summer. One person after the other, the stories getting better and better. I could already start thinking of all the stories that would begin. Only making me dread the last day that much more. I wasn't going anywhere this summer. I had no big plans. What would I tell the people when they ask me? Would I lie? Would I make up a story just to make it seem like I wouldn't be home?
I shed off my blanket and began my morning prep. Brushed my teeth, washed my face, put some product in my hair. You know, the normal girlish things needed done to get through the day and not look completely horrible.
I made my way back into my bedroom and gathered the clothes together that I was planning to wear the last day. I quickly got dressed and walked over to my dresser to look myself over one last time before I gathered my things and made my way to school.
Without any thought, my eyes went right to a picture that was stuck to the mirror with an old piece of gum. I brushed my fingers against the picture gently. A smile forming on my face without my knowledge. I guess that was just something that always happened when I thought about Owen. He was one of my best friends... that was all. At least, that was the lie that I told myself since freshman year.
Who was I kidding. This was an ongoing battle with myself. Owen was my best friend. We have been best friends for years. He was like my brother. The only guy that acted like he cared about me, I could turn to him, talk to him, hug him, lay in bed with him and cuddle...I couldn't help it, my mind began to wander and think about His eyes, such a pretty blue. His hair, he really did have amazing hair. The way he would hug me and just hold me in his arms... Oh God. Was I in love with my best friend? No. Just no. It's not possible. I don't love anyone. Most of the time I don't even love myself! How... No. I'm not going to think about this anymore. It's time for school.
I quickly grabbed my purse, digging in it to find my car keys. I hooked my finger around the ring yanking it out of my purse as I made a run for the door. I dove into my front seat and quickly started up my car and headed straight for school. Usually, I would go and meet up with Owen, but I couldn't. My mind was all over the place. My feelings so up in the air. It would not be good to see him like this. He would know that something was up. And that something, I wasn't even sure of.
I parked my car and began my walk towards the school. Owen usually hangs around his locker which was a few halls away from mine. Already I was plotting ways of avoiding him today. That was not like me at all. I loved seeing Owen every morning. Loved... Love.. No. I shook my head as I hurried along heading straight for my locker.
I clung to the strap of my bag as I came to the corner. Making a sharp turn I saw him. Owen. Just standing there. At my locker! Why was he there? I nervously grabbed hold of the charm hanging from my necklace. Of course. I grab hold of the necklace that Owen bought me for my birthday.
I didn't know what was coming over me. I was biting into my lip, my breathing picked up, my heart started to race and my stomach. It felt as if there was a stampede running around inside of me. Did I love him? Could I really be in love with him? I must be. Maybe that was why I felt so down the past couple of weeks. Ever since Owen told me that he was going away all summer. I don't think I would be able to go a summer without him.
I smiled at him as I continued to walk closer to him. He smiled that gorgeous smile of his as he pushed off of my locker and met me half way. I have never felt more nervous. He wrapped his arms around me, and just then, everything that I was feeling was gone. I felt safe... I felt like this was where I needed to be... With Owen.