Ask Me What It's Like to Never Win
By: Leelei
Disclaimer: I don't own Code:Lyoko.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Here's chapter two…I can only hope the formatting holds up.
Chapter 2
I always keep a notebook to myself. No one will ever notice it- not when it has the same cover as all the rest of the subjects I keep notebooks for. It'll never look suspicious either, so I can write anything I want in it. But then again, no one ever goes into my stuff… Anyway, I'm not calling it a journal, or a diary, or anything stupid like that. It's just mine, okay?
In this notebook is where I write all of my thoughts about her. I write her name, think of words that describe her, make up poems of how I feel for her. My favorite thing to do lately is make up acronyms with her name. This is the latest one:
A is for Apple, for the color of the blush in your cheeks
E is for the Earth, because you're its queen
L is for love, because that's what I feel for you
I is for the Internet, because I would buy it all for you
T is for trust, because you could always be sure that I will love you
A is for anything you want, because I'll always be there for you.
It's horrible I know…they all are. It just helps me to be able to express my feelings for her, but then I always stumble to think of a word to describe her for the letters and think of something corny. It's just relief that's all…because I don't know if I will ever be able to say anything to her face.
I'm still pissed off about what Jeremie did. But…how? How did he do it? Was there really a mistake, or could he have fixed something along the way? I think for a second, pulling out my notebook as I sit in my dorm room, alone. I flop down on my bed and take a pen from my front shirt pocket, clicking it and drawing random shapes on a clean page as I ponder.
Let's see…Jeremie's last name is Belpois, which is at the beginning of the alphabet, and Aelita's last name is della Robbia, like that Odd kid. I think she's his cousin, if I can remember his introduction of her correctly a couple years ago back at Kadic Jr. High. It would figure, him with the wild purple dye in his hair and Aelita walking in with that bright pink color; they must be from the same family tree.
But anyway…would the teacher consider her a 'D' or an 'R?' Basic grammar would consider her an 'R,' so how could the grouping put two surname letters together like that combination if it was going alphabetically?
But now I remember some of the other last names of the kids in groups. They were all random…so I guess it was just luck of the draw. Still, though, the teacher specifically said no exceptions when she announced the Science Olympiad groups at the beginning of the week. So how did he do it? I'll just have to find out for myself.
I've gone too long without her.
"Herb! Herb, are you in there? Come on, hurry up!"
Ugh, that screeching voice… How is it that the girl I once had a crush on now won't leave me alone?
"Herb!"
"Sissi, I'm coming!" I shout back, slamming my notebook shut and hiding it under my bed. Jeez…out of all the friends she thinks she's made here at high school, you think she'd leave me alone.
I open the door and she's standing with her arms folded and tapping her foot. "Are you trying to make us late? Herb, you know you should be lucky I'm even still talking to you now that everything has changed here."
'Of course you still talk to me, Princess,' I mutter sarcastically in my thoughts. 'Who else will do your homework, you hair-brained twit? Not the jocks and preps you hang out with now…'
"So? Are you still coming or what?" she asks, seemingly annoyed.
"Yes," I reply, trying my best to stay humble. Hey, I still have to admit, even if I've grown to dislike her, she is talking to me. Not many people think of doing that anymore.
"Then let's go." She turns and starts walking away, expecting me to follow behind her as I always did before. Well, have always done…
"Is Nicholas coming?" I ask, him being the only other person in the school I would think of hanging out with besides her.
She sighs and adds, "No," agitatedly. "He gave me some bull shit about 'practice.' Like he's really going to make it in that band with Odd and those losers…"
Those losers? So, has she really given up her crush on Ulrich after all this time?
"But…Ulrich might be there, so we'll stop there, too. Although first I have to get my nails done, then go tanning, then meet up with my friend, then…" she goes on and on as we walk.
I stuff my hands in my pockets as I keep trudging along after her. A lot has changed after these couple of years…but my heart has made up its mind now.
Chapter 3 coming soon.