My life was crushed about a month ago. I didn't think I would ever feel like this again. It was the worse feeling ever. I should probably start from the beginning. I won't go back to the first day I met him but just t the beginning of the year. It started in August of my senior year and I knew that this was going to be the best year ever. Without talking except a few times during the summer, I had no idea what his schedule was. The first day of classes seemed like everything would be great. My last class for the day was a three hour class and walking in I saw him there. I now knew that it was going to be a long semester. Not only was he in the class but so was his ex. I didn't think much of it thought because it was only going to be one day a week.
Things were not that simple because was in my first class the next day. I was going to see him and his ex three times a week. I just wanted the semester to be over. Things did start to change. He would text me and we would have some great conversations. You are probably wondering what his name is. I hate to say it but he goes by Brock. He was cocky and believed he could have whoever he wanted. He started to reel me in. He gave me flowers and wrote me a note. I believed he was different and he said he had changed and wanted to make sure I was treated the way I should be. He was there for me during a rough time in my life.
I guess I should tell you who I am. My name is Renesme or Nessie for short. My nickname was given to me a few hours after I was born and was by my best friend Jacob. My family is not like others. My family does not age, neither does Jacob. I am like them too now. I did grow up like everyone else but at the age of 7 I stopped growing. No I don't look like I am 7, I look like a 17 or 18 year old. It took me awhile to convince my parents to let me go to college they were afraid but it was the best places for me because no one ages that much in college plus I wanted the experience.
Now here I am my senior year and I was heartbroken by a regular human that had nothing special about him. Brock convinced me to finally be his girlfriend, it wans't like I didn't know him. I met him my sophomore year and we became friends. We had classes together and would talk and joke around. That is the year I should have known he was trouble. The next year came and he hurt me then but towards the end of the year we started to talk again. I should have known from that but I believed in the good of people. Now that all happened last semester. This semester is my last few months of college. I am nervous and scared about what could happen. Brock broke his last string with me just yesterday. I learned so much during the last few weeks. When we were dating he found a girl that was from somewhere else. She was a foreigner, a part of me wishes I could make her disappear without getting in trouble.
Brock cheated on me and he still doesn't have the guts to tell me the truth. I guess that is what hurts, he lied and won't fess up to the truth. I did the best thing for me on this small campus; I deleted him from my life. The only time I will see him will be in the hall ways or common hang outs. I deleted him from everything; he will never be able to find me. I felt free and like nothing could bring me down. I wasn't going to let my senior year be ruined by a jerk. It was time to take back what he took from me. No one was going to hurt me again. I wasn't letting anyone that close to me again. I was building a wall and no one was getting in. it just sucks that no one was around for me to talk too. I have friends here but they didn't know me like Jake did.
-2 Months Later-
Things were on track again. Jake came up to visit me and I wanted to tell him what happened but decided against it. The weekend went by too fast. Time came and went and Jake went back home. I would go to classes and work on homework and repeat that every day. It didn't feel like I was really living life. That changed one day when I accidently ran into a guy when I was walking to class. "I'm sorry." I looked into his eyes and I tried to remember if I knew him. I had never seen him around here. The campus was big but not that big. "You're fine I ran into you." He smiled at me and I felt like I would melt. He picked up my things handed them to me then continued walking. "Thank you." I shouted as he walked away. He turned back around and looked at me. "No problem." I smiled then headed to my classroom.
I didn't know how I was going to think in class. My mind was on the guy I just saw. I knew things were going to change. I couldn't wait to start out seeing where everything was going to go. Nothing was standing in my way of moving on. I just met a guy and he seemed to be changing my life in a good way for once. Sitting in class was hard. All I could do was think about him. I wish I knew his name and maybe relive the moment and do it another way. I would have tried for his number. Now he is someone special and I wanted to find out why. I did try to see him again but that never happened. So far he was nowhere to be seen. I was walking through the halls when it felt like someone was watching me. I turned around and there he was watching me. I smiled and turned back around I was trying to decided if I should walk over. By the time I turned around he was gone. I lost my chance and who knew when I would see him again.
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