Love’s Release
When you asked me to write you a story, I wasn’t sure what you wanted. It took me a while, but it’s finally finished. Here it is, the story of my life.
August 20, 2018. I was just getting to school, and it was my first day. He and I didn’t know each other. I knew that this year was going to be different, but I didn’t think that I was going to meet the most amazing guy known to the seventh grade. He was taller than me, like most people, he had dark brown hair, he didn’t talk often, and he was smart. I have the decency to change his name, but everything else about him is true. His name can be Eric Arel. He wore basketball shorts almost every day and he sat with every popular guy at lunch. Eric was on team C and his locker was close to mine. I’m on team B so I didn’t have any classes with him but still, I “knew” him. We didn’t talk, we didn’t sit close, and he didn’t know I was alive. I think about what I'd said to him if he came up to me, but every time I do, I fail to finish a sentence. He was the best person in my life at the time, even though he wasn’t really a part of it. He was perfect. We were partnered up for a project, we became the best of friends, and I loved it. Eric would face time me every night so we could talk about our project. I thought that we were becoming something more, I was obviously wrong. Eric called me while I was at my dad's. I hadn’t answered, but I knew for some reason I should. I called him back.
“Hey,” a ball formed in the pit of my stomach
“Hey, what’s up?” I tried to sound like I was busy.
“Can I ask you something?” He now sounded fearful.
“Of course you can.” This was it. He was going to ask me out, and we were going to become the best-looking couple. Calm down. It’s time.
“Is your friend Lexi single?”
“Um. I think so.” I hung up. I haven’t spoken a word to him since. The saddest part of this story is that it’s completely true. My best friend is still dating him and neither one of them knows.
@SK_Shepherd I didn't know what to begin with so, hope this is good.