Bakersville Middle school***It was the last year of middle school. The rumors had long died down, both the ones that were true and the ones that were fake. It had been months since Gabriel had stepped in to defend Emily from the saga of the first kiss and the rumors that came with it and she had managed to go through it unscathed but so much had changed while still remaining the same.Something had shifted in Emily. She couldn’t place it, but something had changed.She had expected to be thankful to Gabriel for what he had done but she found herself thinking and feeling something entirely different. She found herself feeling and thinking that if Gabriel hadn’t taken on that mindless dare in the first place, she wouldn’t have had to be protected in the first place.She found herself feeling and thinking that Gabriel was essentially protecting her from himself. She didn’t know how to feel about this. She didn’t know how to deal with this realization. As soon as it came, it did so wit
EMILY***“You’re up early,” Nila said to me. She was still in bed while I was making mine. “I need to go to the library,” I said, “I have a lot of work to catch up with.”It was the next day after Harper had come to my room to tell me about Gabriel. I had spent the whole night thinking about things. I could not get myself to admit that I had been wrong. I didn’t want to accept that Gabriel was trying to protect me, because it was something he had never done before. It made things even more suspicious. He was off the hook for the text but I reasoned that if he had not done what he did in high school the person sending the text wouldn’t have had to protect me in the first place. All of this was his fault. There was nothing for me to apologize for because I was cleaning up the mess that he made all those years ago. I wouldn't let him do it for me. It was too late for him to try and make amends. The time for him to do what was right had passed and he would not be getting another chance
GABRIEL***"Have a great weekend," the professor said and as soon as he walked out I flew out the door after him.I needed to go back to my room and figure out what I was going to do about this whole anonymous text situation, now that I was all alone. It was annoying to have to figure this out alone when I wasn't the only one involved and when I didn't know where to start but I had motivation: my reputation was on the line.The only thing I had been able to preserve as my childhood and teenage years were falling apart was at stake, and I needed to make sure it remained intact and untouched by the trauma of my past. If I was being honest, I had to keep reminding myself of that because my default thought had been 'you're doing this for Emily', but why would I do something for someone who clearly didn't want my help, someone who actually thought I was the culprit?My anger had subsided over time since our interaction, but not to the point where I could understand her because I couldn't
EMILY***"We have no choice, Emily," Harry said to me as he practically dragged me to Gabriel's room.He was of the idea that we should work together to catch the person who had been sending the texts and it was an idea I hated. Being in the same room was awkward on its own. I couldn't imagine also having to apologize for how I had acted.Nobody had asked me to do it, but I knew it was the right thing to do and I hated that I did. I had a feeling he would gloat. He would hold it over my head because there was never an instance where he had been right and I had been wrong. It had always been the other way around."I don't want to," I said, fidgeting as much as I could.I was being a big baby and I knew it. What Harry was suggesting made sense. There was no point in us going after the same person separately. It just didn't make sense. If that person knew that we were not working together, maybe they would even take that chance to make things worse. It was better if we were just united.
GABRIEL***I’ve seen that you have decided to work together. And with your significant others, too. How cute. If you want to keep your reputation, you’re going to have to do what I want. And I want both of you to find out who I am, alone. You can’t tell your partners. If I find out that you did, I will ruin your life. The first test to see whether you are agreeing to my terms is for the both of you to go to the football pitch tomorrow night. Remember, if you tell your partners I will find out.This text was sent to me early in the morning and I have not been able to sleep ever since I got it. Sleeping had been hard enough because we had not made any progress in the meeting that we had had under Harry’s suggestion. I knew that it would be awkward, and although she apologized, Emily still found a way to make things difficult.I knew her enough to know that she was making the comments she made because she was bitter about the fact that she was wrong and I was right. She hated the though
EMILY ***“Where are you going?” Nila asked.Was my roommate out of bounds too? Was I also not supposed to tell her? I couldn’t risk it. The person who sent the text could have been watching for all I knew.“I’m going to get some air. I have a lot on my mind,” I said, deciding to take the easy way out. I needed to be careful. My reputation was at stake.Nila turned in her bed and kept scrolling through her phone and I took that as a sign that she had bought my excuse. I walked towards the field. I had gotten the text from the person the day before and it had shaken me. It meant a few things. They were watching. There was no way around things. They were capable of following through on what they had said they would do.It had thrown me off balance. It felt like my reputation was like an egg in their hands and my own, and if I wasn’t careful it would break and make a mess of things, make a mess of the new start I had gotten for myself. I couldn’t risk it. I needed to be careful.The mee
EMILY***I had made it back to my dorm room and I had hoped to get some sleep before I had to wake up again for my classes but I had been unable to sleep. The fact that I was right shook me to my core. I had correctly predicted that the person who was sending us the texts was targeting our relationships.I had shared this with Gabriel at that moment and I could tell he also knew that it was true. It just made sense. We managed to find out the reason, but we had many other problems. The first problem was the fact that we couldn’t share this information with Harry and Harper.It was clear that we couldn’t work with them anymore, because the person, who was clearly spying on us would consider that as us having told them what they had asked us to do. The second problem was the new perspective this realization had given us, the realization being that it was not us who had enemies, but it was either Harper or Harry.Targets had been placed on our backs for the mere fact that we were dating
EMILY***“What are you talking about?” I asked, already feeling my heart thumping in my chest and my face turning red. I was not a good liar. I didn’t have it in me to look at Harry in the face and lie, yet here I was.“I’m asking if you were on the football field last night,” he asks again. I couldn’t seem to read the expression on his face, and I guessed it was because I had never seen him angry.“I heard what you said,” I said, “I'm just wondering why you would ask me such an absurd question.”He sighed in frustration and paced a few times in front of me before placing his hands on either side of his waist. He was trying really hard to keep his calm and
EMILY***"You guys knew about it, didn’t you?" I asked Nila and Julie who were suddenly awfully quiet when Gabriel walked in."Who, me? I have no idea what you're talking about?" Nila asked while holding her hands to her chest in mock surprise.We all laughed."I won't lie and say I didn't know. In fact, I had a meeting with him to make sure he had changed for good," Julie said.She was always so intense. I loved it."Thanks for looking out for me," I said to her."You know I got you. Always," she said.
GABRIEL***"We're home," Mom said as she opened the door to our house.She dumped her bag onto the living room floor and went around every room as if she was announcing her presence. I shook my head. I knew she had forgotten all about it and so I picked it up and carried it to her room before I went to mine.It felt good to be back. It had been a great year, a year I would never forget but being home felt great. It felt like a sigh of relief. I had made it back. I had done it. My mother and I had chosen to relocate temporarily because it felt like a good idea to just start over in a place that was unplugged and away from real life and all the responsibilities that real life demanded from us.It had been healing to be in a place where no one kn
EMILY***“We’re gonna be late,” Nila said to me.“Just a minute,” I said as I put the finishing touches on my outfit.I was a perfectionist in everything my dressing included. Besides, today was a special day for someone special to me and I needed to look the part.“Okay, I'm ready,” I said as I turned to face Nila, “how do I look?” I asked.“You look.. Stunning,” she said, “you look really great.”“Thank you, you do too,” I said to her and she curtsied and smiled.
THE END(Bakersville High school)“Emily doesn’t want to see you right now,” Terry said to Gabriel and he could tell by the tone of her voice that she didn’t want to see him too.He still didn’t know what he had done. Was this still about the stupid argument they had had that past weekend? He wanted to believe that that was what it was but something felt incredibly off.Something very bad had happened but he had no idea what it was and he had no way of finding out either because Emily wouldn’t see him. She wouldn’t pick up his calls or answer his texts either.
EMILY***“See you on the weekend,” Mom said as she dropped me off in the parking lot.“See you,” I said as I got out of the car. I watched her drive off before I walked to my dorm room.I had a new roommate because it was part of the school rules to change roommates at the beginning of every academic year. Nila and I had hoped and prayed that fate would let us meet again as roommates but that hadn’t been the case.It almost didn’t matter, though, because we remained good friends who were always together around the school. It had been months since the school year started. In fact, it was closer to the end now than it was in the beginning. The semester in which Gabriel felt like it was ages ago- it was almost
GABRIEL **** “I heard that you were leaving,” Emily said. “At the end of the semester, yes,” I said. “What?” she asked, turning red, “I came running over because Harry made it sound like you were leaving today!” I laughed. “He probably did that on purpose,” I said, “I should thank him for that.” “We should thank him for that,” she said, “it’s about time we had this conversation anyways.” “Yeah,” I said, “I was going to save it for last but I guess now is just as great, considering you ran over and everything,” I
EMILY***“Are you sure you’re okay?” mom asked as she helped me pick up my last bag from her trunk.“I’m sure, Mom,” I said, “plus there are only a few days left until the end of the semester and I'll be back home.”“I’m only letting you go because you have finals,” she said and I couldn’t help but smile.My parents had been watching over me more carefully than ever since I went back home and it had become suffocating- I used the fact that finals were ongoing to free myself and go back to school. I just needed a few days.&ld
GABRIEL***“I think you already know what I’m going to say,” I said to Harper who was seated across from me.She was crying.“I do,” she said as she sniffled.“I am sorry for all the hurt I've caused you. I shouldn’t have dated you when I knew I had so much baggage. I only hope that you’ll find someone who will be easy to love, someone who won’t cause you as much heartbreak and pain as I have,” I said.“I’m sorry too, to you as well as to Emily. I shouldn’t have let my insecurities control me.”“I shouldn’t have pu
EMILY***“Dinner’s ready,” my Mom said, snapping me out of my thoughts.It seemed she had been standing there for a while, watching me, and I hadn’t even noticed.“I’ll be right down,” I said, and she smiled at me before she left.I had been home for the past three days. My parents had gotten wind of the news and they had come to pick me up in the evening after I talked to Harry. Final exams were ongoing, and I had been against the idea of being at home but my parents had insisted.I had appreciated the rest and being away from what had happened for the first few days, but now I wanted to go back to school. Doing nothing all day did not sit we