Not So New York

by Fist-it-Out

In the sequel to New York, A New World, Rosalina is preparing for her first day at a new school, starting with the Back to School Dance the Friday before. With new problems arising and constant arguments, it's no wonder there are rumors of Nat and Rosalina breaking up. Can their relationship last through a few more months, or will it all come crashing down in one big decision?

10. You Should've Seen It Coming

Chapter 10: You Should've Seen It Coming

Nat's POV

"Get off of me," I said instantly to Meghan, pushing her off. "I have a girlfriend who I really love."

"You don't love Rosalina," Meghan said, crossing her arms. There was the sound of something crashing.

"What was that?" I asked.

"I don't know," Meghan said.

"Whatever," I said. "Listen, I've never been happier now that I'm with Rosalina. She's not selfish like you are, and she gets me. I gave you your chance and you lost it. I don't want to be with you. I want to be with Rosalina. Now, I've got places to go."

I closed my locker, grabbing my bag before walking past her. As I walked, I saw a pink my little pony key ring, which I picked up. I laughed to myself, pulling out my phone.

Me to Rosalina: You dropped your keys. I'll bring them by the studio.

She read it but didn't respond. That was unusual, because usually she'd send me these cute little emojis telling me thanks or something. It wasn't until I was a block away from the studio that I got a response.

Rosalina to me: I'm not feeling well. Just give to Kristina and she'll drop them off since she's staying the night.

Me to Rosalina: I can bring them by and I'll even make you some soup

Rosalina to me: I'm not sick. My fingers are just crappy from soccer today. Bye Nat.

That was really weird. It was like she didn't want to talk to me or something. I shrugged it off, walking into the studio. I told them that Rosalina couldn't really play, gave Kristina the keys, and then we rehearsed. Since it was only Wednesday, we all had a bunch of homework. Well, except Alex, since he was only in the fourth grade. He still had homework, but not as much.

The next day, Rosalina told me that we didn't have to walk her to school. Now that was suspicious. Alex and I have been walking with her to school since the first day and only didn't when it rain (which was never). "Is Rosalina avoiding you or something?" Alex asked as we came close to the school.

"I don't know," I said. "I haven't seen her since soccer yesterday. What if she doesn't come to school?"

"Maybe those guys actually got her this time," Alex said.

I could feel the color drain from my face. "Don't you ever say that, Alex," I said angrily.

"Sorry," Alex said, walking to the elementary school.

"Dude, you look pale," Thomas said when I got to my locker.

"I'm fine," I said. "Is Rosalina here?" They all looked at each other.

"She was," David said.

"She said she doesn't want to talk to you," Cooper said.

"What?" I asked in disbelief. "Why not?"

"She didn't say," Qaasim said. "But she was looking a little depressed and Kristina yelled at us for being pushy."

"What did I even do?" I asked myself.

They shrugged, going back to the conversation they were previously having. I grabbed my stuff and quickly made my way to Homeroom, seeing Rosalina already seated and working on something. I rushed over to her, taking my seat next to her. She looked up at me, then turned away. "Rosalina," I said quietly. "Why are you mad at me?" She ignored me again. "I didn't do anything wrong. At least I think I didn't."

"You don't even know what you did?" She asked angrily, turning to face me.

"Why are you yelling at me?" I asked.

"Because your being a freaking idiot," she said, getting up. I stood up, grabbing her arm before she could leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked urgently.

"Anywhere you aren't," she said, trying to pull away.

"You can't be mad at me for something I don't even know I did," I said.

"You know what you did now let me go," she said.

"Well then refresh my memory because I have no clue why you've been avoiding me," I said.

"You don't think I saw you yesterday?" she said in a quiet voice. "If you didn't want to be with me you could've told me straight up. Because now I don't want to be with you."

"Are you breaking up with me?" I asked quietly.

"After what you did you should've seen it coming," she said. She got her arm free, grabbing her stuff and leaving me there.

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Everyone knew about it. That's all they talked about for the rest of the day. In class, in the halls, at lunch, even at soccer. Kristina didn't do soccer, but Rosalina hung out with Qaasim. He said he was doing recon since I still had no clue as to why I got dumped in the middle of Homeroom. "We're not having band practice today," I said during soccer.

"Why not?" Thomas asked.

"Because I said so," I said. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

I slung my bag over my shoulder, heading for the front doors. Alex was waiting for me and quietly followed, seeing that I wasn't in a good mood. When we got home, I threw myself onto the couch. "Nat, did you find Rosa—"

"Don't say her name," I said, my voice muffled by the couch cushions.

"What happened?" Alex asked, sitting on the floor next to me.

"She broke up with me because of something I didn't even know I did and she won't tell me," I said, my voice choppy.

"It'll be okay, Nat," Alex said, rubbing my back. "Let it all out now. It's okay to cry. And look at the bright side, your a girl magnet. You can find a new girlfriend fast."

"I don't want a new girlfriend," I said, a few tears slipping out of my eyes. "All I want is Rosalina."