Happiness

Present Day

It's my senior year of high school and I am already running late. I honestly couldn't care less though if I make it on time. School is something I have dreaded for the last year and a half. I didn't always dread it though. I loved learning. Even the most boring classes I still found fun. I would try my best in everything I was doing. Even all the way down to my appearance. I also enjoyed going out and being with my friends. Making plans and thinking about my future was always something exciting. I always looked forward to the next day. I was happy, really happy. Then I wasn't. I make my way down the stairs and run down the drive way to make it to the bus stop. The bus was pulling in just as I got there. I took the second seat on the right side of the bus. I pulled out my phone to check for any messages. Then I immediately put it back. I completely isolated myself from everyone, there's no way I would have a message from someone. The bus pulls into the school and I head toward the gym. School doesn't officially start till seven o'clock and it's only six fifty-three, so I have to wait in the gym until the bell rings. As I enter the gym I seem him. My body instantly freezes. I'm petrified, unable to move. Yet it doesn't stop the tears welling up inside. I clutch my chest. Dull and sharp stabbings going back and fourth, in and out of my chest. It hurts, it really hurts. Then I hear an old friend of mine call my name. "Layla, are you alright?" Her call helped me regain my composure and I wipe my eyes and straighten up my posture. I reply with "I'm fine" and walk off. Damn it! I thought I had moved past this but clearly not. It still hurts, even to see that stupid face of his. It makes me happy that this will be my last year. Then I'll never have to him again. Not just him, but everyone. I'm just done, so done. I hurt too much. I can't take these feelings anymore.

    The bell finally rings and I head to homeroom. Homeroom is done alphabetically so I'm usually always with the same people that I've been with since freshman year. The teacher is doing roll call and I'm just sitting here looking out the window. I see a bird on the tree branch outside. It then took flight and I watched it as it flew away, till I could no longer see it. The teacher then calls my name and I say "Here." I have ten minutes left in homeroom until the bell rings for first period. Everyone has moved around looking at each other's schedules to see which classes they have. I just stare at the clock watching as time ticks forward. Then I remember the dream I had last night. A memory more like it. It took place three years ago. I sigh. Three years ago doesn't seem all that long ago but it feels like it's been a century since then. The bell rings and I head to my first period. It's math and I happen to have gotten my favorite teacher. Normally I would have walked up to her with a smile and ask her about her summer. But I didn't. I took the seat that was all the way in the back. I stared at the door watching everyone come in. The teacher was about to close the door when suddenly a straggler came through. He apologized and looked for an empty seat. My heart was furiously pounding. It was him. Oh why did it have to be him? The only empty seat was right beside me. We made eye contact and he seemed to freeze for a moment before then taking the seat next to me. The teacher then introduced herself. She said "Hello everyone I'm Mrs. Harris, I hope you had a wonderful summer break." "Now I know that those of you who had me before know that I let you sit anywhere, but this year I made a change to that rule." "Where you are currently sitting will be your assigned seat for the rest of the year." My eyes were wide open and my mouth dropped. I have to spend the whole year sitting next to him. Man do I dread school.

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