26th October
Albuquerque, New Loving Mexico.
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The last few days have been far from smooth-sailing. School hasn't been as upbeat as it usually was, due to the stares Sharpay was periodically shooting me with. She was annoyed, I guess, that Troy had fallen in love with me, and not her - the person she thought he belonged with. But that's the thing really, isn't it. When we begin to like someone, we automatically believe we should be with them, and that no other would be suitable. Even if we aren't suited to them ourselves.
I used to believe that with Troy.
I used to think that we were from different universes. That we were completely out of each others range, and that we had nothing in common. Truth is, we don't have anything in common, but that didn't stop the way Troy felt about me.
And the way I feel about Troy now.
It's been hard, looking for him each day and finding him not y my side like he had been for the last few weeks. I wasn't expecting him to fall into the norm again so quickly after our confrontation, but I thought he would have at least let on to me. I never saw him, in all the last three days I have been at school, he hasn't made an appearance. I thought it was deliberately avoiding school, to avoid me, but when I asked around, he'd been in school.
Which meant he just wasn't bothered.
And that's when I began to give up. I was angry at first, remembering that I'd poured out my soul to him just a few days ago and now he couldn't be bothered finding me. But then all I felt was the pain of knowing you love someone, albeit later than wanted, and never knowing what it was to love that person. To be around that person, and really get to know them.
Then just before I was about to lose all hope, he appeared. It reminded me of a chick-flick, when the 'hot guy' descends down the corridor, with the crowds parting and him walking down the middle, lights surrounding him making him look like an angel. No, there wasn't any lights, and he didn't look particularly like an angel, but people gasped and the crowds of students parted as soon as they saw him coming to me.
It all happened so quickly. A blur of magical moments that I wish could have lasted forever. Sweet words of love whispered into my ear. He whole presence surrounding me, bringing me in. And then he kissed me, over and over again, with the gasps, shouts and claps of the crowd creating music that our lips moved in time with. It wasn't like the first kiss we shared; this one wasn't rushed or forced. It was gentle, loving and everything I had imagined a first kiss with Troy to be like.
And I've been floating on cloud nine since then. With Troy's arm wrapped around me I finally feel safe, like everything had fallen into place. I feel more complete than I knew I ever could, and all the fears I felt in the first place have become silly now.
Because I know he'll never hurt me.
And I know that as long as we are together, everything will be okay.
To think, I would have never figured out my feelings if I hadn't put Pen To Paper.
A/N; THE END. How lovely, isn't it? I knoww I said there would be more, but it felt appropraite to finish this story here. It isn't my best work, and if I'm honest, I haven't put as much effort into this story as I have with others. But I hope you looked past that and enjoyed it anyway.
THERE WILL BE NO SEQUEL.
I don't think it would be right to continue something that didn't really work for me.
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed, and for the last time…
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