Fri(end)

A story about heartbreak, friendship, and betrayal.

Throughout all my years of going to school, I don’t think I ever experienced anything quite like this. It’s sophomore year, nothing special. I’d been in high school for a whole year already so it wasn’t like it was new to me. Little did I know this whole year was going to be full of new experiences, some good, some not so good.

I was excited for the new school year. I was finally getting closer to dating the boy I liked for almost two years. Most of my friends were against my choice in dating him. Don’t get me wrong, they had absolutely every right to be. This guy had me on a never-ending roller coaster ride. We were on and off, off and on, it was a huge mess! There was even one point in time when he led me on and then started dating some girl for five months. It was more of a struggle than it was pleasurable. I had it set in my mind that it was all worth it. I felt as though I was in love with this boy. Maybe I was, but who could really tell at this age? All I know was I was head over heels for this kid. He had a toll on me. I constantly found myself going to the extreme for him.  I was constantly doing things I never thought I’d do. I did things like going against my parents’ wishes and just completely rebelling against them. My dad even began to question if I even had a brain. The guy had power over me. I would do just about anything and everything for him. Some called it love, others called it complete stupidity.

I can’t really say when things started to change between us. One minute I was head over heels, chasing after him, and then next, he’s head over heels chasing after me. It was almost as if we switched places. It happened so fast that I don’t even remember what caused it. We just started to drift apart. We went from talking every day to only talking occasionally. Our conversations started to get shorter and soon there became nothing to talk about. After a while, I began talking and getting closer to a guy friend of mine. Soon, he became the guy I talked to all hours of the day. Our friendship went from texting all the time, to Face Timing all night long. Day by day, I began to lose interest in the guy I thought I was in love with. This new guy got my attention in a way that no one else ever had. As things started to progress with me and this new guy, I decided I should find a way to let the other guy down easily. I told him about me and this new guy starting to like each other. He didn’t take it well. He started to get angry with me. Instead of reacting how I usually would, I found myself not caring as much. I let him go and I didn’t even feel upset like I normally would. That’s when I realized my feelings for him had changed.

After the confession fiasco, it was soon time for homecoming. I had already agreed to go with the other guy so we decided to still go. I had it set in my mind that I would stick it out for homecoming and then afterwards, I would be done with him and start fresh with this new guy. It all seemed like the perfect plan, but it was the complete opposite.

Homecoming was a wreck! At first, everything was going smoothly. I talked and danced a little with my date. I didn’t really want to, but I had to. We had agreed to this date months before my feelings for him changed. I figured I at least owed him since I was going to be breaking his heart afterwards. I guess I could just give him one last good memory of me and him together. As the dance went on, my mind began to drift and I would start thinking about the other guy. He had asked me to save him one dance, but I didn’t see him anywhere. Finally when I did see him, we acted completely normal. We hugged, joked around a bit, and danced near each other. He kept his distance out of respect for my date. After dancing around for a long time, my friends and I decided to get a drink. On our way to the fountain, I saw the guy I liked and one of my best friends grinding on each other. When I saw them together, I wanted to cry. Instead of turning to tears and violence, I decided to just glare at both of them and storm off. My heart was racing and I couldn’t control the thoughts bouncing around in my head. My date was completely oblivious to what was going on. When my friends came over to me, I explained to them what happened, making sure my date didn’t hear. Suddenly, my friend and the guy appeared and started making their way towards me. Without thinking, I ran back into the gymnasium until I found an empty corner. When I saw my one friend making her way toward me, I tried to pull myself together. A few of my friends started to huddle around me telling me how he’s been looking for me all night and how he was going to talk to me about dating. I finally pulled myself together and walked with my friends to go find him. When I found him, he made a pouty face at me and pulled me into a huge hug. We stood in the corner just holding each other as he whispered in my ear. He told me how he wanted to take me away from my date all night and how he wanted to talk to me about dating. After a while, I calmed down and things between us got better. I don’t know where my date went, but I ended up spending the rest of the night with my new crush. We held hands and even got to have our dance. It was a magical night.

That night, everything was perfect. I really believed I found my knight in shining armor. Everyone raved about how perfect we were for each other. It felt like a fairy-tell. However, all good things must come to an end. He started to become unsure if he wanted to be with me or not. After a while, he and my friend he danced with at homecoming started to get closer and we started to drift apart. A few days after them getting closer, they started dating. I was devastated. It was like I was reliving what had happened with me and my previous crush.

I never saw it coming. Who could’ve guess that one of my best friends and my crush would start dating? Especially when both of them were completely aware of my feelings. The only possible solution I can think of is that this is high school. Each year of high school is like taking one step closer into what the real world is going to be like. This experience had taught me that life is full of let downs and disappointments, you just have to choose what affects you and how you let it. One lesson I’ve learned through this experience is to choose your friends wisely. I think the saddest thing about betrayal is that it never seems to come from your enemies. It comes from friends and loved ones. I guess I’m going to have to forget what hurt me, but never will I forget what it taught me.

 

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