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PART 12 : F*CK, I’M IN LOVE
 
I went to the movie with Chris next Wednesday. Seth wasn’t coming of course. It was just the two of us, but I kept reminding myself that it wasn’t a date, just a casual hang out with friend. It was fun, we watched an oscar-winning movie which both of us agreed that it wasn’t that good to be the winner. I was glad we have similar taste in movies. And then we went eating sloppy joe. That was it, but it was so much fun.
 
On sunday when I picked up Seth from his baseball practice, I didn’t see Chris anywhere. Later on Seth told me that Chris joined baseball team in his campus and going to a competition in Colorado. Maybe for two weeks so next week he ditched coaching again. I couldn’t believe he didn’t mention anything about it to me, and I couldn’t call him. He must be very busy there.
 
It was the most miserable two weeks on my life. I missed him so much. It strucked me when I realized.. that I loved him. It was the feeling that I thought I wold never feel again post-Milo. I didn’t feel this with Trey. But I did realize similar things between those three. Looks like I stuck in one type of guy. Maybe I hadn’t forgotten Milo completely and tried to find him in anyone else.
 
Finally two weeks passed and today I met him again in baseball field.
“Miss me?” he smirked.
“Kinda.” I didn’t want to blame him for not telling me about the baseball competition. I wasn’t his girlfriend. I didn’t want to be so clingy. “So how was Colorado? Did you win?”
“Second place. Not bad. There’s a lot to catch up, you think? How about coffee tomorrow after school?” He seemed in a hurry.
“What about now?”
“I have to go to this silly charity ball with Agnes.”
Agnes. Right. His girlfriend. Don’t forget that. Silly me.
“So? How? Tomorrow? I’ll pick you up here,” he said again.
“I can’t. I’m going out with my friends.” I lied. The truth was, I didn’t want to interfere his relationship with his girlfriend. I loved him but he just took me as his friend and it would hurt me.
“Tuesday?” he asked.
Oh Chris, please just forget it.
“I think I’ll be busy this week, Chris. I’m a senior and lot of things going on, assignments, exam..”
“Okay then. See you next week?”
I wasn’t sure. Maybe I wouldn’t use ‘pick up Seth’ excuse again just to see him. Let my mom pick him or he could go home by himself, I didn’t care.
I nodded faintly, and then he left.
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PART 11 : OH CRAP!
 
For the whole week I kept thinking about Chris.
Finally on saturday night, I offered myself to mom that I was gonna pick up Seth tomorrow. Mom was surprised by my sincerity.
“She likes Coach Yorke,” Seth teased me. He liked Chris too, although he always loved Trey and a little mad when we broke up. Trey was like a brother he never had.
I nudged him.
“A coach?” my mom shocked. I knew what she had in mind. And old, bald man with wife and children.
“Coach assistant. He’s a college student. It’s not a big deal mom, just a crush anyway,” I said.
“It’s okay. It would be good if you start dating again, hon.”
I blushed. Did I really have a crush on him?
 
The next day I came earlier to the baseball practice. I scrutinized the field and saw Coach Carr. Someone waved at me. There he was, Chris. I waved back. My heart was beating faster. Gee, just by seeing him I felt butterfly in my stomach. I never felt this way again since Milo. With Trey everything seemed easy, I never got nervous nor worrying everything that I said/wore (like this morning when I spent longer times to decide what to wear).
 
Ten minutes later Coach Carr dismissed the kids and they were fleeing to locker room. Chris approached me.
“It was very nice of you, supporting your brother,” his cheeks were blushing because of this crazy heat. I wondered why Seth could survive playing baseball in this intense weather.
“That’s what sisters are for,” I said.
“So, you’re student here too?” Chris asked while sitting next to me.
“Yeps. Senior. Were you alumni?”
“No. I went to East Nassau.”
“East Nassau public school?” I surprised. Milo went there too.
“Yeah. Why?”
“Nothing. Just know someone who went there too.”
“Who?”
“Milo McKenzie. You know him?”
“Yeah I know him. We had few classes together. I haven’t seen him again since high school.”
“Oh.”
“You’re his ex girlfriend,” he presumed.
“How do you know?”
“I just can see it. Your eyes sparkle.”
“Really?”
He chuckled.
“Let’s not talk about him,” I said.
“Okay. I’m sorry. What’s your plan today?”
“Just to make sure Seth comes home safe and sound,” I said. And maybe we could go somewhere afterwards.. I thought to myself. “What about you?”
“I’m not really sure. Maybe seeing my girlfriend, but she hasn’t texted yet. She probably still asleep.”
OH CRAP. Of course he had a girlfriend. Why didn’t I think of that?
“It’s 3 PM,” I said.
“She’s a model. She did a show last night in New York and just got home at 7 AM.”
“Oh.” A girlfriend who was a model. GREATTT. How could I even compete?
“Hey, would you like to go to a movie tomorrow? There’s a movie I want to see.”
WHAT? He just told me that he had a model girlfriend and he asked me to go to a movie?
“You can invite Seth too,” he continued.
Yeah right.
Seth was coming our way.
“Maybe not tomorrow. Talk about it later, kay?”
We exchanged numbers, chatted again a little bit, then Seth and I went home.
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*Christopher Yorke*
Model : Chace Crawford
 
PART 10 : CHRIS
 
It was Sunday afternoon and I just woke up feeling dizzy after last night party. My mom asked me to pick up Seth at school from his baseball practice. My brother was now a freshman in St. Regina and following tryouts to be in baseball team. So he had decided to be the jock in school.
 
Though I was lazy to pick up Seth, but I loved the idea mom lending me her Corolla. I loved driving and how I wish I could bring my own car to school, but my parents didn’t allow me.
 
I stopped by at Starbucks on my way. I arrived at school at 3 pm and went straight to baseball field. The practice looked like still ongoing. I didn’t see seniors anywhere, only freshmen. I caught a glimpse of Seth and waved. His friends teasing him, perhaps they thought I was his girlfriend. Seth seemed explaining to them.
 
I sat in spectator seat, drinking my coffee and watched the practice. Then there he was, a guy in the center of the field caught my eyes. He was brown haired and got perfect shape of athletic body. He seemed too old to be a freshman, beside he looked like teaching the kids, so he must be the coach.
 
Ten minutes later the practice over. Seth gave me sign from a distant that he was gonna change his shirt. I saw another people around me, maybe parents or older siblings to pick up the kids. I chuckled, what was this? Kindergarten?
 
The kids were fleeing into locker room, but the gorgeous coach still in the field, writing something on a paper. I decided to go there.
 
“Hi,” I said.
He looked up from his paper. He looked thousand times better from this distant.
“Hi. Tyler’s sister, right?” he asked.
“Yeah. How do you know?”
“Overheard. I’m Chris Yorke.”
“Melody Tyler.” We were shaking hands. “You’re the coach? You seem too young to be a coach.”
He chuckled. “Coach assistant actually. Mr. Carr couldn’t come today.”
“So.. do you work here, at St. Regina?”
“No, not really. I’m still studying, at Daytona University. I used to be in baseball team in high school. Then I need extra money, and a friend of mine know Mr. Carr who offer me this job. Just once a week.”
“So you’re gonna be here every Sunday.”
“Every Sunday.” He chuckled again.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
 
Kids were coming. Seth approached me.
“See you next week, Coach!” Seth said.
Chris clapped Seth’s shoulder. “Alright, kiddo!”
“Bye,” I said.
“See you around.”
I loved the way he said see you around, like he really wanted to see me again. I said bye because I wasn’t sure I would meet him again.
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PART 9 : TREY
 
That was me and Trey Green’s picture shot for yearbook, as we being voted as “Rock and Roll couple of the year”. Lol.
 
I was pretty sure no one in St. Regina expected that Trey Green could have a relationship with a girl more than a year. One year and two months, to be exact. And that girl was me. People said I was just going to be another girl Trey dated and dumped few days later. I knew long list of his ex-girlfriends. But they were wrong.
 
However, the quality was not as great as the quantity. Eventhough we were in the same school, we weren’t those lovey-dovey couple being together all the time. We both hanging out with our own friends more. It didn’t matter to me anyway, I was enjoying my days with or without him. And maybe that’s what made we went this far. Not that he loved me so much or I was that special girl that made the womanizer Trey ready to settle.. it was just that I wasn’t so clingy like any other girlfriends he had.
 
Our relationship was casual and fun. We went to movies, dining out, parties, concerts or hanging out with other friends. We never had big fight, just a little arguments such as he was coming late or something. I realized if I really fell in love deeply with this guy, I would get hurt big times, since he was still such a jerk sometimes.
 
I surprised myself why I was being this ignorant. I never really loved him, and I guess neither did him. We both said ‘I love you’ but casually, just like friends. But it was always fun being near him I didn’t want to break up. Beside I was busy with school, friends and A&D so I didn’t think about it much.
 
Maybe I was numb and not able to fall in love again like what I had for Milo?
 
Suddenly sophomore and junior days were over and I was a senior now. As for Trey, he graduated from St. Regina and went to college. Our relationship gotten worse since. He had new life. Maybe new girls, campus girls. And so, we broke up, just like that. But I understood. I didn’t blame him. I wasn’t sad of losing boyfriend, I was sad of losing bestfriend.
 
If only all breakups were this easy.
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*Trey Green*
Model : Will Cameron
 
PART 8 : 16TH BIRTHDAY
 
It had been 4 months since I “officially broke up” from Milo and from Vince’s incident. Milo – who had asked can he called me sometimes- well, never called. And Vince, he hated me. As far as I concerned, he never dated anyone since. Neither did I.
 
Today was my 16th birthday. I was going to held a small party at my house after school. Just a few close friends, including some seniors from A&D.
 
I saw Dean from a distant. He was in 11th grade, my senior in A&D. I was going to hand him the invitation. He was talking to Trey Green, so I was worried I was gonna interrupt them. But luckily Dean saw me first and waved.
 
“Hey, so I heard it’s your birthday!” Dean said. He was always nice.
“Yeah.”
“Well happy birthday then.”
“Thanks. I’m going to have a party tonight at my house. Will you come?”
“Sure!”
“Woow.. did I just hear the word PAR-TEH?” Trey asked.
Dean rolled his eyes. “Geez, Trey..”
“Err.. yeah,” I stuttered. Technically Trey Green wasn’t my friend, but everybody in St. Regina knew him. A trouble maker and a womanizer.
Trey looked deep into my eyes. “So girl, what’s your name?” he asked. I didn’t have a crush on him, but I could see why many girls attracted to him.
“Melody Tyler,” I was still stuttered.
“Melody. Can I come to your party?” he asked.
“Oh no no, not him, Mel! He’s just gonna be a crasher!” Dean said. Trey nudged him.
I really didn’t mind Trey come to my party for sure. I was just worried that he was gonna invite more people and it turned out to be a wild party or something. I heard he almost got expelled last year for being caught smoking weed.
“Sure. But frankly, my house is not that big. Can we keep it low?”
“Of course!” Trey said.
I wasn’t so sure. But I handed them the invitations anyway. “The address is inside,” I said.
“Okay.”
Then I went in hurry to my Biology class. I was already late.
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Later on that night at my house, the party already began. My parents were being nice to go to Aunt Ann’s house, but unfortunately they didn’t bring Seth with them. Seth was my younger brother who was only 13. He was surprisingly get along well with my friends. The “party” was basically just hanging out, chatting and playing some upbeat music. I served dinner, snacks, and beers (it costed me a new video game for Seth so he wouldn’t tell my parents).
 
I was anxiously keep checking out the door, waiting for Trey arrival. Part of me wanted him to come, I would be the coolest girl in school for having Trey Green at my birthday. But another part of me afraid things would go crazy. My worst scenario was he invited his punk friends, and smoking weed at my house. My parents would kill me.
 
I heard sound of whirred motorcycle. Few minutes later someone knocked the door. I opened it. It was Trey. Alone, thanks God. He was smiling, and handed me a wrapped gift.
“Happy birthday,” Trey murmured.
“Thanks.” I couldn’t wait to open the gift!
My girls stared at me with surprised looks. I dragged them to kitchen and explain.
The party turned out well. Everything was under control. Trey was surprisingly behaved himself. He was around me a lot, teasing and telling good jokes. My girls said he looked attracted to me. But knowing his reputation, I wasn’t so sure.
But the most important was, I was having a great birthday!
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PART 7 : COLD HEARTED
 
My father picked me up at school. On our way home, I held my tears not to fall down.
We arrived at home 15 minutes later. Mom was waiting for me. Oh please, I was just being gone for one night.
“Hey honey. How’s the camp?”
“Fun,” I said, walking straight to my room.
“Oh hon, your friend called yesterday. What’s his name? Oh.. Milo!”
I thought my heart stopped beating for one second. So he did read my note yesterday.
“Did he say anything?” I asked hesitantly.
“He asked if you changed your phone number because he couldn’t call you. I told him you were going on a camp and didn’t bring your phone. He said he’ll call again.”
I nodded my head and went to my room. I felt so tired and confused with all this. I fell asleep immediately.
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Monday morning at school, the girls not interested on how the A&D inauguration was, they more interested in my story about Vince who kissed me and say he liked me. Their reaction was hysterical and envious. They supported me to go out with Vince and forget Milo. Even if I considered myself that everything was over between me and Milo, I wasn’t in a rush for looking someone new. Not even someone as hot as Vince. Yes I admitted he was hot but my mind seemed not right nowadays.
 
And the guilt! Oh the guilt! Why on earth did I kiss him back if I didn’t like him? Why didn’t I push him and angry? Then I was just as mean as Milo who gave me high hopes and just left.
 
Marie told me to use Vince as a rebound guy, but I knew I wasn’t a mean girl. I had always been those kind of girl who wishing for her prince charming to come and happily ever after. I never wanted to be a b*tch who’s dating different guy every day.
 
Nevertheless, I was playing mean when I met Vince that day. I put aside the guilt, putting my poker face and just said I didn’t like him back and told him to just forget about me. He looked very disappointed and hurt, but I thought it would be easier for him to just let this go and forget me, instead of knowing that I was indecisive and giving hope for him that someday I could be with him after all the fuss with Milo officially over. I didn’t know.
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Later on that night, Milo finally called. I almost cried just to hear his voice again.
“Hey Mel, how are you?”
“Fine.” Total lie.
“I called you yesterday. How’s the camp?”
“I had fun.”
“You went with all your friends?”
“No, it was A&D inauguration day.”
“You got in?” he asked enthusiastically. It was funny. He’d been there when I work the tryouts assignments and helped me. But he didn’t even know I got in.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Congratulations!”
“Thanks.” This was awkward. Silence for a while. “So how are you?” I finally asked.
“F*ckin tired..”
“Oh.”
“Mel,” he murmured.
“Hm?”
“Do you think we can still continueour relationship?”
Oh sh*t. This was it. He was gonna dump me. No way! Not him first!
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Yeah well..”
“Mmh.. Milo?”
“Yes?”
“I went to your dorm wanna talk about this.” No way he was gonna ditch me first.
“What is it?”
“Mmh.. I met this guy in school. He’s nice and all that so we’re kinda dating now. I never heard from you so I guess you’re okay.” Liar! I said to myself.
“Oh,” he surprised. Yeah sure,he must be had broken a lot of girls’ heart. But not me, mister.
“Sorry,” I said.
“It’s okay. It’s my fault for neglecting you..”
“Nevermind.”
“Can I still call you sometimes?”
“Yeah sure!” I replied with a fake cheer-up tone.
“Cool. Bye for now, okay?”
“Okay bye..”
Tears wobbled in my cheek.
Now I’m turning into a cold hearted b*tch..
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*Vincent Madison*
Model : Mark Ronson
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PART 6 : VINCE
 
I spent the whole night crying for Milo. So I was surprised when I woke up in the morning feeling really fresh and energetic. I thought it was because it had been a month I waited for him without any certainty, and yesterday when I went to his dorm seemed to take the despair to its top. I determined myself to forget him. No more waiting in vain.
 
But anyway, today was important day for me I had been waiting for. I was going to camp with other Art&Decor Comittee members. It was inauguration day. I was one from just a little numbers of sophomores got accepted this year. I felt so lucky. Art&Decor Committee or simply we called it A&D was the most prestigious club in St. Regina, not those cliché cheerleading squad or football. I had never been athletic, I was always artsy, so being in A&D was my obsession. A&D was in charge for decorating school in every events, formal and informal, such as party, holidays, prom, everything. I bet it would be so much fun.
 
For couple of months beside school’s study, hanging out with the girls, dating with Milo (sigh), I was busy with A&D tryouts too. They made sophomores working various assignments, personally and in group (because group skill was essential). And yeah, I made it.
 
Another friend from my group was Vince. Too bad Tina and Aaron didn’t make it. They were such good friends and always supported me when I felt like giving up.
 
But anyway, about Vince.. we’d been hanging out a lot for this past weeks. My girls – who weren’t interested in A&D- felt so envy when they knew I was in the same group with Vince. They said he was the hottest sophomore in our school, but I never attracted to him, maybe because my mind was full of Milo. But I liked him as friend. He was very artsy. I could say he was an eccentric artist. I was always amazed by his drawings, paintings and other artworks. He wanted to go to Art Department in Icarus University and I was pretty sure he could make it. He was brilliant. He was a good listener too for my rants about Milo.
 
The inauguration night was amazing. I felt no boundaries with all the seniors, we were all friends now. We stayed up circling bonfire until sunrise. Chatting, drinking beer, laughing and all that. I enjoyed conversations with seniors, and I chatted a lot with Vince too. I never went back to the tent, I thought I just fell asleep there. Vince woke me up the next morning, noon I meant, the sun was already high. People are already packed their things.
 
“I need to go to the restroom,” I said.
Vince accompanied me. The restroom was not far from camp site, but we had to walk first.
After finished the nature calls, I got out from the restroom and got slipped, the soil beneath was wet. Vince held me so I didn’t fall. My heart beat faster, having him held my hand and waist. I realize we were far from everyone’s sight. The next thing I knew he suddenly kissed me.
“We have to go back,” I said awkwardly.
I walked fast without waiting for him to catch up, but I knew he was behind. We were walking in silence and I never looked back.
 
I came back to my tent, packing my things. I’d been avoiding Vince, I was feeling ashamed, and mostly angry but didn’t know what to do. How could he just kissed me like that? Luckily we’re not on the same bus on our way back to school.
 
When we arrived at school, after saying goodbye to all and got ready to go home, Vince approached me.
“Mel, need a ride? I left my motorcycle here yesterday.”
I couldn’t even look him in the face. “No, thanks. My father’s gonna pick me up.”
“Mel..”
I didn’t answer.
“I’m sorry about what happened..” he continued.
“Forget it, Vince.”
“Are you angry with me?”
“No. Forget it, okay?”
“Mel, I like you..”
I was surprised hearing him saying that. Was that kiss for real? Because he liked me all this time?
“You’re different from another girls,” he continued, “I never know how to start conversation with them. And they seem to don’t understand my world. But with you.. I think we’re connected to each other. You have this huge passion for art, for entering A&D..”
I turned around to see his face. He seemed serious. I was speechless.
“I know you have boyfriend. I know you love him. That’s why I keep this for myself. But, please. It’s been a month he just disappear like this, Mel. It’s not fair for you. Forget him..”
“Vince..”
“I know you have feeling for me too. You kissed me back.”
“Vince, a kiss is just a kiss. It means nothing.”
“What?” He stared at me with disbelief. Yeah right. I even surprised with my own words. The truth is, I was shocked. Milo was my first kiss and I never thought I would share the second one with someone I didn’t love.
“I’m sorry, Vince..”
“No, no. Please think about it okay? Milo doesn’t deserve you!”
“It’s not about Milo..”
“See you tomorrow.” He didn’t want to continue and left me.
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