Author's Note: I feel like I haven't updated in about a month. I'm sorry. This middle school musical thing is consuming my life. It might be a bit better if the girls weren't so damn rude, but they are, so I'm just in a generally bad mood. And there's this one girl...you do not know how insane this one girl is making me.


Day Seventy-Eight: Just a Feeling by Maroon 5

I ran upstairs to follow her upstairs. She collapsed by the door to her bathroom.

The moonlight was pouring into her room, hitting her hair so it almost…shined. I cautiously stepped into her room.

She looked up. "Don't you dare get any closer to me!" she snapped. "I hate you! I wish I never fell in love with you!" she added bitterly.

It was a selfish thought, but all I could think about was how much that hurt. That left a scar so deep and prominent on my heart.

But then again, look at me; I probably broke her heart beyond repair.

Something about the way she said that made me realize that…it was permanent. This was the point of no return. I just had that feeling. I couldn't believe it.


These days, I couldn't think. I was borderline obsessed with her, I guess. It made me upset.

All I ever thought about was where she was, what she was doing.

I barely left my loft. When I did, it was because of Mona.

The other day, I passed by her house. The flowers I had given her were in the garbage. I knew I deserved that and a lot worse. It still hurt.

But that wasn't all. I got texts from Emily. She was mad. That was an understatement; she was beyond upset with me.

I had sent Spencer spiraling. Emily said that she wanted me to come back. I couldn't believe that. I didn't believe that. Why would she want me back?

Even if I got down on my knees and begged for forgiveness, I knew she probably wouldn't believe me. I gave her everything. But I took everything from her, too.

Those thoughts made me cry. In my eyes, she was still mine. I still thought of her as being mine.

Emily also told me that she caught Andrew Campbell leaving her house the other day in next to nothing.

Selfishly again, I thought about how she was mine and not his.

But she wasn't mine anymore. I had to get that through my head.

I had to get over these feelings I had for her. It would be hard, but…I had to. For both of us.


I had so much to say to her, I had no idea where to begin.

I looked up at her. She looked so…different. She looked nearly hollow and frail. But that wasn't all. There was something else so foreign about her. It wasn't how her hair was. It wasn't how dark her eye makeup was, either.

Her eyes looked empty. It looked like I had taken all the life out of her.

Then I remembered I probably had sucked the life out of them. The same spirit that was once there was not there anymore.

"I remember when you refused to walk away from me like a year ago," I said finally. "Maybe you should've."

"Toby…"

"We tried so hard to save us. But…I guess we couldn't. I went and betrayed you anyway."

I took a pause.

"And I really love you, Spencer. But I can't do this to you anymore. It's not fair to you. You deserve better," I insisted.

She looked sadly as I walked away from her.


And this was yet another sad one-shot because I am a sad and lonely person.

Sarah:I have about 14 more school days until my finals. My history final is going to be so damn long. I'm writing my outline and it covers about 22 different topics, all which are extremely long and wordy and stuff (except for a few). I guess it's a good thing I'm reviewing now, or I'd probably fail. Like, I have not studied for a final since my 7th grade history final. now I'm actually studying in like the first time...ever. Have you ever smoked? IDK, I feel like that sometimes, too. I don't know why. And geometry...eugh, I don't think anything is worse than that. I'm doing something with the midpoint formula and distance formula...it's really gross.

LittleBittyAbby: I liked some songs from the Red album (obviously), but it just wasn't fitting for her. Well, I've never heard the name Kayson, either, considering its only a nickname. But I like it so much that I sometimes forget my real name. I just think of myself as Kayson. Or Selena. But that's not my name, either.

Spobyforever259:I really like the idea of The Spoby Show. Yeah, I haven't been getting very good sleep lately, but I'll chalk it up to stress because I've been perfectly fine with sleeping aside from lately. But, yeah, that sucks. I really like to sleep.

AL3110:I kind of am, too, but most people would never guess that since I'm pretty well-behaved otherwise and I'm generally very quiet (unless I'm with real friends). And gee, thanks. I'm glad I'm "Okay". You're okay, too, I guess.

MilaMizz: I thought there was, but whatever. Doesn't really matter. And oh my God, that's cool. I wish I had an accent. I'm part English. I wish I had the English accent. I love how they say words like "again" and "aluminum" and "vitamin". I'm not really a fan of my own writing, in case you couldn't tell.

FabsirellaPrincessOfPopcornia:Thanks for reviewing!

eveningshades1107:I'm very mediocre. I'm the mediocrest of the mediocre. The amount of mediocrity I have is unparalleled to anyone else on FanFiction or Wattpad or any other fanfic site or on the entire planet. And I'm pretty sure I've written sentences like that before. It's bad. Perhaps I am not rubbish myself but some of the things I write are absolute rubbish. RUBBISH, I say. I wasn't in the musical, so there's not much to tell except for that these 7/8 grade brats are driving me insane when I am acting like a carrier pigeon when the teacher in charge of costumes is sitting in the audience and I have to run from the dressing rooms to the auditorium and often back again with a prop or shirt or hat or something that they need. Ungrateful, I say. And sure, I get it. I've been having a lot go on, too.

Alright so I must be going to the final (THANK THE LORD AND HIS MIRACLES) performance of the middle school musical, so I should get going. The next one-shot will be...wait for it...Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Rey. This is my happy face :D

Alright, byeeeeeee -Kayson