Mr High School Heart Breaker
He stared at me and I knew I was done for. I hated him throughout highschool, he betrayed me, to be with _my bestfriend_. I never let anyone else in after him, I’m 19, and _still_. They both hurt me, more than anyone else has my whole life. The two people I thought knew me better than anything—the two people who knew every little secret about my life—_gone_—in an instant.
I never thought I’d see him again—I _never_ wanted to see him again.
My heart broke again, standing right there in class, seeing _him. _
_I need to get out of here. I panicked. It’ll be okay just wait till class is done._
_ _I took deep breathes—nothing helping me.
After class I took off, I needed to talk to my bestfriend—not the one who hurt me—but the one who fixed something she didn’t even break.
I collapsed on the floor right by my door. “How has your day been?” I asked.
“Actually pretty good, we didn’t have any assignments today, so I just worked on writing my book, then got coffee, how about you?”
I hated to make this about me, but I _needed_ her.
“So..” I Paused, my breathing hard, “He came back.”
“Who?” She asked. _Sorry forgot. Should probably clarify…. _“Mason. He’s back.”
“When!” She practically commanded.
“Today,” I took more breathes.
“Are you okay? Oh my goodness.”
I heard a door open, probably my new roommate.
“Hey, gimme one second, I need a snack,” I also added “My new roommate may be here.”
“Let me know. Going to get a snack to.” She brought her phone with her, and I did too.
_Mason_. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot. “Hey,” he said.
“Hello,” I said, turning around, from stuffing my face with granola.
“I take it I’m your new roommate?” He said, _smiling_.
Why was he smiling? Did he not know? _Oh_ _goodness_. Ugh. Get me out of here.
He seemed to talk politely, so I played along.
“Yeah, I think so. So how are you doing?”
“I’m doing good. It’s been a while,” He said, bringing in a brown box.
“Yeah it has.” I said, then crickets. Akward silence echoed the room.
“You mind if I have some?”
“Sure,” I said. Why _my_ snacks? _Rude_.
“Well, I got to go sorry, I have lots of work to do.”
“See you around,” he said. Then walked out of the room with a tiny ziplock bag of granola.
Once the coast was clear lina said, “Masons your new roommate?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Ironic isn’t it?” She smirked.
“Quite and utterly ironic.”
“Look, you’re going to be fine, chances are—you will _rarely_ see him.”
Days went by, and she was _wrong_. I saw him everywhere. He somehow happened to be in all of my classes, and everywhere around campus. I was _literally_ surrounded.
(Part 2 out now!!)