"It's the last day of school and they're still together." I sighed. "So much for never being wrong in social life and blah, eh?"
Claudia rolled her eyes and cursed at me. "It's only one school year. Calm down. Isn't it a sign enough, when you found that you couldn't get over him like any other crush? Look, their relationship, it's only been a year. But your adoration towards him, it's been three years, turning four."
I sigh, knowing I couldn't argue with that. Me, the girl who could debate over anything and win. But this time, I'm gone. I can't.
"Jeez girl, come on we're going to be late."
I waited. I waited for the "it's over" scene. I waited to see Helen running out of school in tears. I waited for Helen's friends to curse Adrian out. I waited for the last second 'till the bell rang. I waited so long. And yet, nothing. He never said it was over. He never told her the words she would dread. Nothing.
I sighed, pulled my hood over and walked out of class in a fast pace. I couldn't take it anymore. Three-hundred-sixty five days have gone by, and yet nothing. Three hundred some days of heartache I had to bear, in hopes of relieving that pain. But no. my hopes were too high. Now, I find them all shattered. I know I sound too cheesy for anyone's taste right now, so I just keep my thoughts to myself.
I keep my mouth shut, even though I can hear my name being called out. I didn't want to have to explain.
"Eryne." Damn his athletic abilities! He caught up. "Eryne, what's up?"
I shake my head, not looking at him. One glance and I would willingly tell him my whole life story. And I couldn't afford that right now. Definitely not now.
"Eryne, are you crying?" He sounded so appalled. As if my tears had nothing to do with him. Again, I don't answer. I just ever so subtly wipe my tears away and keep on walking. Avoiding his stare. Avoiding his questions.
"Eryne!" He had some patience. I'm telling you this. He grabbed me by the shoulder, bringing my to a sudden halt I almost fall on him. He steadies me.
"Seriously, what is going on? Since when do you cry? Publicly at least?" He looked at me with so much intimacy, it could have fooled me. Tricked me into loving him more than enough.
I racked through my mind for excuses.
"Uhm, nothing. I'm just going to miss you guys, that's all." He looked at me for a while longer. Then he broke out to a fit of laughter.
"Wow! Just wow Eryne. You cried because of that?" I nodded. He pulled me into a bear hug. But I knew it was nothing more than for comfort and a friendly hug. It made my heart tear a little more, and made my smile widen a bit.
"Don't worry emo girl, I'll miss you too." He playfully pushed me by the shoulder. I gave him a slight smile.
"You'll miss me or you'll miss making fun of me?" my eyebrows raised accusingly.
"Nah. I'll miss both. Making fun of you, and you. Even though we argue a lot, I mean you made my years quite interesting." He smiled sincerely. No mischief or trouble in his eyes. It made my stomach bubble a bit. I smiled and ran off swiftly.
I turned back around once more to see him still standing there. Still watching me run of. Still smiling genuinely. And it almost makes me wonder, maybe, just maybe, he feels the same way about me too.
Sometimes I feel so silly getting my hopes up too high. But if that's the only way I can have him, then let it be. . .
