This one's a little bit shorter, because there wasn't much of a gap, enjoy!:
The next day at school was awkward. I had art class with both of them, and no matter how many people I tried to socialise with, I couldn't keep my eyes off the golden couple. No one could. But they all understood my pain. Why didn't Mollie? She knew I loved him, why would she do this to me?
Nate came over near the end of the lesson, and sat down next to me.
"that looks incredible." he said, gesturing to the dress I was constructing for prom in a few weeks. I'd made it with him in mind: it was his favourite colour, maroon, and I'd even made him a bow tie from the same material.
"I've noticed you looking at Mollie and I. Is it because you're not spending as much time with either of us? Because we'll include you as much as we can, you know we will. It's just so amazing being with her at the moment! I feel incredible, like never -"
"Are you blind?" I interrupted him and looked him dead in the eye.
"Sorry?"
"Everyone else in the room knows why I'm looking at you, why are you both so oblivious to that?" the room went deadly silent, and Mollie looked over.
"What do you mean? What's the reason then?"
"I- I-..." I stuttered. Were the past seven years of being secretly in love with him all coming down to this moment?
"What is it T?" Mollie asked, walking over to us.
It all got too much. I walked out of the room, through the whisperings and the shocked expressions from my peers.
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