LucyLife has taught me that when only one person fights for too long, comprehends too much, and compromises even if it hurts to the point where the person is depleted, drained, and empty, the relationship will become dull and eventually end. These are the times when that person's warm love turns cold, as seen through her eyes and her smile, which is no longer as genuine as it once was because it's now the soul that speaks enough is enough and it's too much to bear.And that indicates to me that not all stories have happy endings; some can be tragic, agonizing, or full of unexpected turns and surprising conclusions. The lesson found in the pages of their sad stories is the greatest part of all of this; and the questions left unanswered, it was supposed to be love, so why does it end? Perhaps it was meant to be left unanswered, or perhaps it was best to leave it unanswered.I pondered on these words I once read in the earlier days when my dad abandoned us, as I sat impatiently, waiti
[Lucy] Days have passed after the ball and things went back to normal, well as normal as normal ever was. Sunday was the normal stay at home, binge watching rerun marathon of my favourite show, Spongebob. My mum and Jones found an apartment for themselves not too far away from mine because to put it mildly, I had had enough and couldn't handle the excess PDA I was constantly tortured with from them. She visits once in a week to restock the fridge, cook one of my favorite meals and nag me about how skinny I look. Cue the eye roll. But, aside that, she has been very happy with Jones and that's the joy of every child to their parent– that they're constantly happy.The sound of the bell shook me awake from my reverie. The just rounded class was Science and it goes as my second worst subject after dear, old, mathematics. The name of the teacher is Mr. Hart, and he, just like Mr. Clark, is known for his stern demeanor and strict discipline. He's a stickler for following the rules, and he
[Cole]"Come-on, please, please, please, please, pleaseeeee." I pleaded, just as I've been doing for the past couple of minutes."My answer still remains the same when you asked the last five minutes ago, and the last ten minutes ago, and also the last fifteen minutes ago. No!""Would it change in the next twenty minutes?""What? No! Go away!! And stop with all the begging, you're giving me a headache," She rubbed her temple with a small scowl."Ohh, come on. Have a little fun while you're young. You wouldn't want to be all dried up like granny over there," I pointed my head in her direction, thankful she didn't hear me. She's a strong lady, that one.Suddenly burst of laughter caught my attention and upon turning around, I spotted Tamara entering the diner with an giddy expression, all excited as she made her way to Lucy."Lucy, you won't believe what just happened!" Tamara exclaimed, settling into the chair two seats from me which was also across from Lucy at the counter. She hasn't
[Lucy]It's Thursday and I have an afternoon date with Jones. Mum made me promise to meet up and eat with him at least once or twice a month. We– mum, Jones and I– meet up to eat twice in two weeks, and my mum and I eat together seven times a week. To be honest, I think she's suffering from withdrawal syndrome; withdrawal from me, that is.Anyway, I rushed to dress up and headed over to the small cafe across the road from The Flapjacks. I check to see if someone's standing or watching from across before entering the Cafe. If granny Steve sees me, I'm a goner.The first thing that hits me as I enter is the warmth surrounding the building. It's like I'm wrapped in a wollen sweater, with mittens and socks during the winter and then doused into a jacuzzi filled with hot water. The second thing is the smell of fresh ground coffee beans, and hits me along with whipped cream and chocolate.I scan the place till my eyes find Jones at a table near the window and I quickly step towards him. I
LUCY'S POVI walk through the halls minding my business not caring about the murmurs I hear around me or the stares I get. One thing I've learnt, ' Don't give a shit to people who don't mean a shit to you'.My name is Lucy Hale, I'm 18 and I attend a high school called Primestone High, Tennessee. I know stupid name right?. I moved here three years ago from California where I was living with my mum. Dad left when I was seven, and it has been really hard on mum. After he left earlier, she had a case of PTSD, but she's better now after getting some treatment during the years.Apparently, I didn't have a choice because mum thought I needed a change of environment, and new friends because my old ones were bad influences and I didn't have a say in it.
COLE'S POVI park my car as I arrive at the school Primestone High. As I step out I survey the surrounding. It looks like a shithole. What was dad thinking when he enrolled me here. Ugh! Let's hope the inside is better than the out. I prepare myself striding through the doors into the halls. let's just say It looks just like the outside. Not what I expected.I sigh as I scan the halls. Well there are good looking babes here so I guess that's all I need. I spot one now and head towards her."Hey baby!" I say smiling, "you mind telling me where room 214 is?""Um-mm yo-u just wal-l-k strai-gh-t and tur-r-n left." she stutters turning red."Thanks beautiful." I wink and head to class. Just as I'm heading there I see a lady moving towards the place too. When sh
LUCY'S POVThe nerve of that guy. Who the fuck does he think he is, we'll see.. ohh we are so gonna fucking see. If he thinks I'm one of those bimbo sluts, he's got another thing coming. I walk towards the next class, maths which is taught by Mr Clark. Now he's a fucking pain in the ass. He's so strict I wonder how he treats his wife at home. And I hear he has kids. Man I pity them.I reach and enter the class, few minutes later he enters. He starts to talk about quadratic equations and I just tune him out. Maths isn't really my strong suit so I don't really care much about it. As far as I pass I'm cool with that. Since I'm not actually paying attention, I glance out the window daydreaming about California, and days with my best friend Lucas. You didn't think I'd be best friends with a girl right?. No offense but I don't r
COLE'S POVAfter my encounter with blondie locks, I skip lunch at the café and go behind the building to smoke a stick needing to clear my head. I smoke more than half of the pack before the bell rings signalling the next class. I throw the bud on the ground and step on the head a little putting it off. I take a mint from my pocket popping it into my mouth to hide the smell of the cigarette, then walk into the building again.I enter my next class which happens to be Algebra. Ughh!!! I take a window seat and settle down waiting for the fucking teacher to show up. For the next 10mins he's still a no show. I glance at the clock. Just 20mins more and I can get the fuck out of here.I swear time goes slowly as I watch the long and short hand of the clock slowly kiss as they touch each other. I puff out a breadth then pull out my