Chapter3
#Chapter3
Why does math class go by so slow?
We currently have five minutes until we can leave this horrid classroom.
Not to be dramatic, but these feel like the longest five minutes of my life.
/"Hey, babe/" Megan casually says with a smile as she stops in front of my table
Ever since my diagnosis, Megan has constantly been flirting with me. She tried to pursue me once, but I rejected her since I don't like her in that way.
My heart only belongs to one person.
/"Belleza, this is my friend, Megan/" I say as Megan politely reaches her hand out for a handshake
Belleza's face is emotionless as she gives Megan a single head nod before closing her eyes and leaning her head back.
Megan's eyes widen in realization for a split second before she quickly composes herself and turns towards me.
/"Will I see you at cheer tryouts after school?/" She asks as she plasters a smile back on her face
/"Yep, I wouldn't miss it/" I say as a smile makes its way onto my face
/"Great/" she says before she retreats back to her desk
That was weird.
Does she know Belleza?
Does Belleza know her?
I'm so confused.
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The bell finally rings to release us to lunch.
I practically jump out of my seat with a joyful attitude which causes Avery to laugh at me.
/"Someone's happy/" She teases as she hands me by backpack
/"Damn right I am/" I state as I grab it from her hand and slip it over my shoulder
Oh shit.
I forgot that Belleza was still here.
I slowly turn around to face her only to see her watching me with an amused facial expression.
/"Please, pretend like you didn't hear that/" I beg which makes her chuckle
She slowly walks up to me and gazes deeply into my eyes as she slowly brings her hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
/"You're cute/" She states
Great!
I'm blushing again!
/"Come on, the hallway is mostly clear/" I hear Avery say to us from the doorway
When did she get there?!
I silently oblige as I quickly walk out into the hallway and make my way towards my locker. I need to switch out my textbooks so that I won't have to fight my way through the hallway to do it later.
After lunch is when everyone chooses to go to their lockers, well the ones that have lockers.
As I'm in the middle of switching them out I hear someone walk up to me.
/"What's on your mind?/" Belleza questions as she stops beside me
/"I just miss my best friend/" I say with a sad smile
The more I get to know her, the more Belleza kind of reminds me of Charlotte.
The way that they both casually stroll when they walk as if they have all the time in the world.
The way that they both care so fondly about others.
Plus they both have very kind hearts.
/"But Avery is in the cafeteria/" she says as she points in the direction of the lunchroom
I smile with humor as I close my locker and face her.
She towers over me with her five foot seven inch frame.
You may be wondering how short I am.
I'm five foot two inches.
/"No, my other friend, Charlotte/" I say as I lean my body against my locker
She nods her head as she also leans against a random locker.
/"Do you mind telling me about her?/" She asks
I smile as a multitude of memories of Charlotte and I's childhood come to mind.
/"She's one of the most creative people that I know,/" I start off as I think about the time her and I tried to bake a cake in fifth grade
/"Charlotte, What are you doing?/" I ask her as I see her pouring a box of cereal inside of our icing
/"Since we're making a cinnamon roll cake wouldn't it be cool to incorporate cinnamon flavored cereal in the recipe/" she says as she faces me with a streak of flour across her face
Aww.
She's so cute.
/"Good idea/" I say as I sit on a barstool across from her and watch her work her magic
What isn't this girl talented at?!
She's a true blessing.
/"She's very smart but math is her favorite subject,/" I say with a slight laugh as I reminisce on another memory
I still find it funny how she loves math but I can't stand it.
I walk into Charlotte's room while balancing two glasses of water and a plate of nachos.
What?
I got hungry.
/"Um, a little help/" I say since I'm afraid that I might drop something
Most importantly my nachos.
/"Really, Aspen, we've been over this/" she says as she pushes her math textbook off her lap and walks over to me
She's scolded me on multiple occasions about carrying more than I can handle.
I thought that I could handle it.
She grabs a glass of water from my hand and the plate of nachos.
/"I know but thank you/" I say with an appreciative smile
/"How can I stay mad at such a cutie/" she teases which causes me to blush
/"She's also amazingly beautiful/" I finish with a blush
I catch myself staring at my best friend with admiration for the fifth time today.
Her blonde hair is flowing freely thanks to the light breeze.
Her bright green eyes are currently closed as she relaxes on our picnic blanket.
The angle of the sun makes her appear as if she was an angel from above.
She slowly opens her eyes and smiles at me.
/"I can feel you staring/" she says
I blush as I look down at my lap and nervously fidget with my fingers
My thoughts are interrupted by Belleza's gentle tone.
/"She means a lot to you?/" she asks causing me to let out a single chuckle as I nod my head
/"More than anyone would know/" I say as I continue to stare up into her eyes and wonder where the hell Charlotte was anyway.
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