3: skipping around

some things you cannot change those things are called fate. in which God only has power of.

Me: Hello?
You: Hi.
Me: someone called you from my phone.
You: Okay.
Me: Are you his mom?
You: hahaha. No.
Me: Umm.. so you're his friend?
You: Nope.
Me: I'm Alena... O_O
You: Got that .
Me: And you??
You: Russell.
Me: OMG. RUSSELL. THIS WAS NOT FUNNY.
You: HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Things changed from that point on. We grew into a funny kind of relationship. How to begin? At first we were annoyed with each other. To the point where we texted each other rude comments and told each other we hated each other. It was funny, though. We always texted and we always talked. But then it just got plain annoying.
Then there was the point where i couldn't NOT talk to him, I was too drawn into him.
I liked him too much. Not going to say i loved him, because i didn't. I just plainly liked the s**t out of him and i didn't want him to hate me anymore.

Me: I like you.
You: Okay.
Me: You knew that, right?
You: yeah.
Me: Ok. I just had to tell you....
You: well..I don't like you.

And he would tell me this a lot. I was a strong girl. If he didn't like me, i could deal with that. But every time we argued, he'd tell me he didn't like me. And he never would.
And we always argued. I mean, always. Every single conversation we had always ended up in an argument.
And i hated it.

I'm not going to talk to you again.
Ever.
Leave me alone.
Blah, Blah, BLAH.

Then i finally listened to myself. I stopped talking to him. All Christmas break.
Tears falling on my cheeks and  redder than strawberries, i let him go and i never talked to him again. He had hurt me too much from the past 3 months that i had met him and i didn't deserve to be treated like this.
"I used to like him, too." Stephan told me when we were walking home from school. Christmas break was over and i still haven't said a word to him.
"He didn't have long hair like that, though. It was short." She told me, not caring about how i felt, and how i didn't want to talk about him.
"He's a a*****e." I said. And i watched her nod in agreement.
"Yeah, well that's the past.." I closed the subject and left her on her doorstep.

"Hey Lei!" Madison yelled to me, she has been in my class since last year.
"Hi." I said, giving my biggest smile. Her and I had many things in common, one being to write stories and never finish them. So i automatically liked her.
"Russell was talking about you in Advocacy class. He's suuuch a jerk." She rolled her eyes.
Not that i cared about what he had to say, he had no right talking about me, but for her amusement, i asked he what he said.
"He said you're suuuuuch a b***h because you don't talk to him anymore." She laughed. "Do you still like him??" She asked, eyes big and greedy for gossip.
"No." I lied, though i didn't know it was a lie.

After 6 period, i ran out of the classroom. Looking at him all day was giving me a headache, or was it thinking about him? I couldn't care less. But i ran out of the class and Tears i clutched in my eyes. I forgot my backpack.
"here." He said, handing it to me.
I snatched it from his hand.
"Fine. Be a B***H." He yelled at me. His eyes pitch black. Mine i could guess were darker. Water fell through my eyes in front of him and then i ran off.

Everyday after that he wouldn't dare look at me. Ever. I would stare at him, knowing he could feel my eyes on him, but he would never turn my way. I don't know how he could stay so far away from me, even how much i try to get a hold of him. There was no way.
So i stayed my distance.
And that's the end of it.

Author's Note

of course that's not the end of it.. this is a BOOK of course. hahaha