Between me and you
A/N; alright so if you guys like this story, it's going to go from eighth grade until probably college. But just remember; right now the characters are in eighth grade. And if some of them seem OOC, don't worry, they'll grow into themselves. Okay? (: please review and tell me the honest truth, guys.
"Justin, what is this?" I screeched, throwing the note he'd just given me in his face.
He bent down to pick up the paper, opened and then looked at me dumbly, "It's a breakup note, Court." He said, snorting slightly upon saying my name, as through I were crazy.
"Why, though?" I asked, glaring at him, and hoping my tears didn't come through right now.
"For the exact reasons stated in here. We don't know each other; we rushed into this, yadda yadda ya." He said, dropping the paper into the trashcan, and becoming bored with the conversation.
"I can not believe you!" I shouted, before turning and briskly walking to my locker, where I swiftly, broke down.
"Court? What're you doing down there?" Bridgette asked, seeing me almost immediately after I sat down on the ground and began crying.
"It's over." I said, looking up at Bridgette, and she immediately knew what I meant.
"Oh, Courtney." She said, plopping herself down beside me, and hugging me to her side.
"I'm so sorry." I said, looking over at her tearfully, and thanking god that I hadn't pushed her too far away.
"For what?" She asked, looking at me in confusion.
"For pushing you away lately. I've been so obsessed with being with Justin that…I let our friendship go." I said, looking at her as she simply hugged her closer for a second and smiled at me.
"Best friends forever, remember?" She said smiling at me and the five minute bell rang, "I gotta go, but I'll see you next period, for English, okay?" She said, looking at me sadly as she got up and began walking off to her math class.
"Courtie?" Noah asked, turning around the corner and surprised to find me on the ground.
"Don't worry Noah, I'm fine." I said, smiling weakly at him, before waving him off to his math class too.
"Court, c'mon, we gotta get to History!" Trent said rounding the corner at full speed and putting out his hand for me to grab. I grabbed it, and then he yanked me off to our, where we entered just before the bell rang.
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"What did you do?" Noah whispered to me, glaring at me while our teacher explained some long algebra equation in the blackboard.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, turning to him and wondering if Noah had seriously finally lost it.
"Courtney." He said, making my heart drop. I hadn't wanted to break up with her, but damn, I wanted that sex from Heather, and Courtney didn't deserve to be cheated on.
"Why do you even care?" I asked, glaring at him and finally coming up with a good 'reason' as to why I'd broken up with Courtney.
"She's my friend." He answered, still glaring at me.
"You." I said, smirking and turning around, thankful for my quick thinking.
"What?" He asked, looking at me as though I were the craziest person on Earth.
"You. You're always with Courtney. At Church, at Bridgette's house, on her bus, and you guys, you love each other, so just get together already." I said, looking away from him, as though this conversation was hurting me.
"Tell me the truth, 'cause that's the biggest piece of crap I'd ever heard." He said, looking at me with a sharp glance.
"Look, whatever bookworm, just leave me alone." I said, before picking up all my things and moving clear across the room.
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"I can't believe him, did you hear he just up and dumped Courtney?" Sadie whispered to Katie and Lindsey as the three sat in the corner of our English class farthest from the teacher.
"Guys, you don't have to hate him." I said, turning to look at them and smiling at them for being so nice.
"Oh, okay." Lindsey said, before staring at Justin, drool slightly coming out of her mouth.
"Okayyyy…then." Bridgette said, before we both turned around and I started to break the news to her.
"Okay, Bridge, I have huge news to tell you, but you have to promise not to cry." I said, turning to her, and feeling the tears well up in my eyes as I prepared to tell my best friend the worst news for us, ever.
"What's wrong?" She exclaimed, looking honestly worried for me.
"My moms putting the house up for sale, and moving us in with her boyfriend!" I said, biting my lip and waiting for her reaction.
"Well, where's her boyfriend live? I mean its gonna be weird not being able to roam the woods, or go to the marina anymore, but whatever, it's cool." She said smiling, clearly not getting the point.
"He lives forty miles away. We aren't going to the same school, or living in the same CITY anymore." I said, looking at her and willing her not to cry.
"WHAT?" She yelled, turning the entire class's attention to us.
"I'm sorry." I said, looking at her sadly as she began to break down.
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"THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! YOUR MOM CAN NOT DO THIS TO ME! HOW AM I GONNA GET THROUGH HIGH SCHOOL WITHOUT YOU?" Bridgette yelled, still freaking out, three hours later after school had ended.
"The same way I get through it, miserably." I said, sighing and plopping onto my couch, and beginning to flip through the channels.
"This, is horrible. We have to spend every weekend together now!" She said, finally calming down.
"Look, it won't be so bad, Bridge. I mean, we'll always still be friends, no matter how far away we go from each other." I said, speaking these words as much to myself as I was to her.
"Of course." She said, just before her door bell rang, "look Court I'll talk to you later." She said, and I could practically hear her smile through the phone.
"Geoff's there?" I asked, laughing at how much in love with her guy friend my best friend was.
"Mhm." She said, to which I simply laughed and hung up.
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If I thought the actual day that Justin had broken up with me was bad, then the next was terrible. All I wanted was a hug from my ex-boyfriend and for him to tell me that it was all going to be okay, but instead, people looked at me out of the corner of their eyes as though waiting for me to break down again or something. But the worst part was at my locker. Heathers locker was maybe twenty skinny pieces of metal away from mine. And there was Justin, twirling a piece of her hair around his finger and smiling down at her like she was the only girl in the world.
"Court, it's gonna be okay." Noah said, coming to my locker just before the pair left and walked to class together.
"No, it's not Noah. You don't understand. He was the first boy I ever fell in love with." I said, slamming my locker door and stomping off.
"And Katelyn was the first girl I ever felt something towards too, but you dind't care when we broke up!" He shouted down the hallway.
"Oh, come off it, Noah! You were together two weeks! Get over it already!" I said, walking back towards him, and looking him right in the eyes.
"Whatever, Court." He said, turning and beginning to walk off.
"What you can dish it to me, but you can't take it back?" I said, throwing my hands in the air and wondering why I was even friends with him anymore.
"No Courtney, that would be you. You want everyone to feel sympathetic towards you, but you can't feel an ounce of that same thing towards one of your supposed best friends." He said, looking at me harshly before turning and walking into his class.
I stood in the hall, shocked that one of my best friends would publicly say that to me.
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Normally, I wouldn't set foot in this place, but I heard that pretty boy finally dumped the hottie, so since her table right behind mine, might as well give her my condolences. Courtney sat in one of the middle chairs, her table surrounded with the rest of her orchestra friends, who were giggling and laughing away while she stared off into space and a hot blonde chick with a nice rack and a large black sat across from her whispering and looking worriedly at their friend.
"Hey babe." I said, leaning against the table beside her and looking down at her.
Instead of giving a reply, she simply glared at me with eyes surrounded by cried off mascara and eyeliner. She was really bugging for pretty boy.
"What's the matter darling?" I asked, sitting down, which made their teachers head pop up five feet away. She glared at me, finished chewing her bite of sandwich, took a sip of her soda and got up.
"Can't you see that she wants you to leave her alone? Just go away Duncan!" Bridgette said, looking at her friend with a look of complete concern.
"Look, Malibu, why don't you go find Geoff, okay? I'm sure he'd enjoy you're company more right now." I said, smirking as the blondes eyes widened.
"Who told you?" She said, glaring at me while her cheeks turned a slow shade of tomato red.
"No one has to tell people the obvious." I said smirking as she got up in a huff and took her tray to the trashcan.
"So, Princess, you want to find a real boy?" I said, raising my eyebrows at her and glancing at her body, even if she looked depressed as hell, she looked gorgeous.
"Just, go away you ogre!" She said finally, turning to me with fire in her eyes that scared me.
Damn, she's eat up with that boy. I thought before glancing back at her and smirking to myself, but if anyone can pull her out of that, it's Duncan! And with that, I smiled and joined my friends at their table.