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This is my new rough draft. It's a high school alternate universe storyline.


Chapter 3

That wasn't what I wanted to say to Katlyne. I wanted to explain everything about that day to her, but it all seemed like a bunch of excuses. Summer began I still hadn't found the nerve. My heart ached after that day because I knew I felt something for her. Something I had always felt that had never gone away. I know she didn't understand and none of my friends would understand if they knew. But I only saw beauty when I gazed at her. She didn't need those things. Her eyes alone were enough to knock the wind out of my lungs and I loved to hear her sweet voice. She rarely spoke, but when she did it tickled my ears and made me smile.

I had forgotten all of that until that day on the bus. My mind was clouded by so many things.

"You want one, Man?" John turned to me in the parking lot a diner and held out those little pills that I still craved.

"No." But I stared at them.

"Are you sure? You're getting scrawny dude."

"I don't need that shit." I moved past him. I heard my friends talking as I walked inside. I hadn't said much to them since I returned to school. I probably should have stayed away but I didn't know where else to go. I was used to them and I had no other friends.

I took a seat in our normal booth and picked up a menu. I hadn't left my house in a long time. It had become my comfort zone and I felt a little anxious being away from it most the time. But I knew I had to get back to living. I couldn't hide forever.

"What's up with you these days?" Mike was the first one to ask me that. He sat in the booth with his arm around his steady girl.

"Nothing." I lied. "I'm just tired."

"It's that job," John remarked. "Who the hell takes a full-time job while still in high school?"

"I like the work." And I did. Working in the local mill kept my mind occupied.

"Look who's here." Maryse pointed and giggled with her pal, Julia who used to be my girlfriend.

"Frizzilla works here?" Julia laughed.

I rose my eyes. Katlyne rang up a customer at the register.

"Awe, she's trying to blend in." Julia snickered. "That looks like one of your shirts, Roman."

"I'm pretty sure they sold more than one." I shrugged, but it was my shirt. I was shocked that she wore it, but I guess it was nicer than some of the things she had. It was the nicest shirt I'd ever seen her wear. I knew a little about her life. I'd heard my parents talk about the local mechanic and he spent all his money on drugs and booze. I'd also heard how he made his daughter wear the old clothes that people gave to him to use as grease rags in his shop.

"You have a table, Katlyne." The cook pointed from the grill and she turned our way. Her smile disappeared instantly.

"What can get for you?" She spoke politely.

I know I was staring. She was wearing make-up and it made those eyes stand out. I'd never seen her hair in a ponytail before and it showcased her perfect complexion and delicate features. Geeze the girl could be a model.

"yeah." John grinned. "You can clean up my water." He knocked over the bottle he'd brought in with him, making it spill into the floor.

Katlyne didn't roll her eyes nor did she growl as she walked off and came back with a towel to clean up the mess. All my friends cackled. Julia passed her bottle to John.

"Oops." John poured the bottle out the minute she'd cleaned up the first, making sure that the liquid rained over her head.

"Leave her alone," I growled.

John stopped. His eyes bore into me.

I went back to reading the menu, then ordered a cheeseburger plate. The others followed suit and then Katlyne walked off.

"What the hell was that?" John snapped. "Are you getting soft, Reigns?"

"I don't want to get banned. I like the food here."

"He's got a point," Mike told him. "She's not worth it."

"Well, I don't know if I can eat food that she's touched," Julia complained.

"That's so immature." I spat. "And exactly why I dumped your ass."

"You changed Roman," Julia argued. "You're not the same person you used to be.

"I was never that person. It was the steroids."

She snatched the bottle that Maryse held for her boyfriend in her purse and poured a bunch in her hand.

"Why don't you take a few!" She yelled after dropping them in the tea Katlyne had just sat down in front of me. "Because you're boring as hell without them."

Katlyne paused for a moment and stared at me. I couldn't meet her eyes. I adverted my gaze, only looking back when she took my glass away. She gave a quick smile and walked off.

"Nosey bitch." Julia spat, then folded her arms over her chest like the spoiled brat she was. I don't know what I ever saw in her.

"Thank you," I said when Katlyn returned with a fresh glass of tea. And I guess that pissed off my ex who attempted to throw another handful in my glass.

"Julia, chill out," Maryse took away the bottle. "Geeze!"

"Hey, hey Roman!"

I glanced up to see the kid I worked with at mill. He waved from the door and walked toward me. He flopped down in the seat beside me and I introduced Jacob to the people I was embarrassed to know at the moment.

"Can I get you something?" Katlyn returned promptly to take Jacob's order.

"Hey Sweetie," Jacob said politely. "Just bring me the same thing this big guy's eating. Maybe I can bulk up a bit if I eat like him." Jacob was always joking, but the intimate name he called our waitress caused sparked jealousy inside me. "I swear that is the best waitress my dad's ever hired."

"Your father owns this place?" I asked.

"Nah, he's the cook, but he does most of the dirty work for the owner. He's worked here since I was like five I think."

My long time friends didn't seem to like Jacob joining us at the table and they didn't mind being obvious about it. They had their food put in boxes and left before Katlyn could bring it to our table.

"Your friends are … cool." Jacob smirked and moved to the seat across from me.

"Yeah. They all have cold hearts." I spat.

"Why do you hang out with them?"

"Habit I guess."

Katlyne served us and I could only give a weak smile while Jacob complimented her eyes.

"Damn, I have to go." Jacob had only eaten half his burger when his phone beeped. "I swear the boss can't think of anyone else to bother when people call in."

"Tell him I'll come in if he needs someone."

"Will do."

"Can I sit here." I had been picking at my food a really long time when a sweet voice interrupted. "There's nowhere else."

The place was busy and I guess she was on break. She sat down and began to eat an order of cheese sticks. She made me nervous and the guilt that I carried around lodged itself in my throat.

"Katie I am so sorry about what I did." I finally spat out the words. "I was really … really messed up."

She didn't respond.

"I know that's no excuse …"

"But you're clean now?"

"Yeah."

"That's good."

"It still doesn't make it right."

"It's okay."

"You're too good a person." I chuckled, swallowing down the tears I wanted to cry. "How can you still be so nice to me?"

"I understand what drugs can do to someone, that's all. I'm glad you stopped." She gave another weak smile and went back to her job.