The sun filters through the café windows, casting a warm glow over the bustling breakfast crowd. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries fills the air as Oliver and I walk in, hand in hand. We spot Jameson and Kelly at a cozy corner booth, already settled with cups of steaming coffee and plates of pancakes."Look who finally decided to show up!" Jameson calls out, a wide grin spreading across his face as he waves us over.Oliver laughs, sliding into the booth next to him. "Good morning to you too, Jameson. Ready to celebrate?"Kelly pushes a plate of assorted pastries toward us, her smile warm. "Absolutely. Congratulations on the A in your English assignment. You guys really earned it.""Thanks, Kelly," I say, taking a croissant. "It feels good to see our hard work pay off."We dive into breakfast, laughter and chatter filling the air. It's moments like these that remind me of the importance of friendship, of having people who cheer for your successes and stand by you th
My parents dropped me off at the school dorms a day ago and I've been layng low since. The girl's accomodations is about 5 km away from the main campus and today is the first day I''m seeing it and the other day students.The bus ride to the new boarding school feels like a journey to another planet. Trees blur past the window, the landscape changing from unfamiliar streets to unknown territories. The thought of starting over terrifies me, and I try to suppr
The first week at St. Hilda’s passes in a blur of classes and unfamiliar faces. I keep my head down, focusing on my studies and staying out of trouble. Despite Adrian’s unexpected attention, I’ve managed to remain invisible, just the way I planned.It’s Friday afternoon, and I’m sitting under a tree in the courtyard, reading a book for my literature class. The sun filters through the leaves, creating shadows on the ground. I’m finally starting to
It's movie night and every student in the dorms is summoned to come and watch. I would rather be sleeping right now but the headmistress made it clear that we have to be here. The common room is buzzing with excitement. The lights are dimmed, and the scent of popcorn fills the air. Students are chattering as they find seats, some on the couches, others on the floor, creating a cozy, makeshift theater.I choose a quiet corner, my back against the wall and a thick blanket draped over my shoulders. I prefer this spot for its unobtrusiveness, allowing me to watch without being the center of attention. As the opening credits roll, I relaxed slightly, hoping to blend into the background.But my hopes are dashed when Adrian walks in, his presence immediately drawing the attention of the room. He scans the area, his eyes quickly finding me. With a confident stride, he makes his way towards me, carrying a bag of popcorn and two sodas."Mind if I join you?" he asks,
As I head back to my room, the cozy feeling from the movie night fades, replaced by a growing sense of dread. I know Savannah won't let this slide. I try to shake off the anxiety, reminding myself that it's not a crime to talk to someone, but deep down, I know this will be more complicated than that.When I reach my dorm room, I take a deep breath, preparing for the confrontation I know is coming. Just as I turn the doorknob, I hear the unmistakable click of heels behind me. I turn slowly to see Savannah, her arms crossed and her expression as icy as ever."Marlene," she says, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Do you have a minute?"I nod, feeling my heart rate quicken. "Sure, Savannah. What's up?"She steps closer, invading my personal space. "What do you think you’re doing with Adrian?" Her tone is low, but the threat is clear.I take a step back, trying to create some distance. "We were just watching the movie. It’s not a big deal.""Not a big deal?" Savannah repeats, her e
“I’m glad you finally decided to come out with me.” Trevor says smiling at me across the small table. I can feel him moving his legs back and forth under the table. That’s how close we are to each other. I should be feeling nervous with his feet touching mine and his face being so close to mine but I’m not feeling any nerves at all. Tonight is finally The day, its date night with Trevor and usually on date nights I’m a mess. But with him I feel no different. I keep thinking about the times I’ve spent with Oliver, it was nerves all around. This feels too calm; I want to pinch myself so I can feel something.He took to a doughnut shop that just opened in town. There are so many people here to check it out, that we can barely move around. It’s a miracle we were able to get a table. Everyone and their grandmother came to have a taste of the many unique recipes. I’m glad we came so I can try some new flavors
“How did your date go?” Kelly whispers next to me. I look ahead at our substitute teacher to see if he heard her whisper so loudly. He looks up at the class but he doesn’t look in our direction. I don’t know why Kelly chose this precise moment to have this conversation with me. She can wait until lunch break to ask me about it. We don’t have to go to detention because she wants to know about a date.“Can we talk about this during lunch? I don’t think this is the right place to have this conversation.” I whisper trying not to be too loud. This teacher I nervous and he has very good hearing. Three people were sent to detention for whispering during class. Anyone can tell this man doesn’t want to be here and he will empty this class out by sending every last one of us to detention. And I don’t want to be one of those people to be sent there.“Lunch is too far, I want to know what happened. And besides he wo
“How are you today?” Oliver says standing behind me. I look up at him and he smiles. “I heard you were in detention today.” He says sitting next to me. It feels weird having him sit next to me after all that’s happened. My body is still very aware of him; every part of my being is in tune with him. My first instinct is to stand up and hug, kiss him and you know embrace him.I want it more now that we’ve been closer to each other. Now that I know what it feels like to fall asleep on his lap. What it feels like to kiss him. No matter how much I tell myself that I don’t want t be with him, the sound of his voice always takes me back to those desires.But the situation is not the same anymore is it? He and I crossed a line we can never go back to. We can’t really be friends because there are too many feelings there. And we can’t really ignore each other because of the same feelings. We’re in a weird place right no