Chapter 1
It had been a good idea that he decided to talk to her at the end of the week, when everyone was on a hurry to leave the school. Specially, when graduation was just a week away.
"Excuse me?" William asked, a little offended by her answer.
"I mean, seriously, I just don't see how you can say you are in love with me since we don't know each other and barely talk."
Lizzie was right about that. Darcy only spoke to her when he had to, and when he tried to engage in conversation outside the school environment, it was just awkward.
And his constant staring and mocking. It was as he was waiting for her to do something stupid so he could be the first one to point it out. But maybe, he looked at her so intensely because he liked her and wasn't actually laughing at her, but with her. Lizzie had never been so confused on her entire life.
"I know, I always have issues relating with people."
"No kidding."
"But that has not stopped me to fall for you."
"And you expect me to correspond to your feelings?"
"Not now. I was hoping you would agree to have a relationship with me once we move to college. Boston and New Haven are not that far away."
"You have everything planned already, don't you? Goodness, Darcy! We are only eighteen!" Lizzie sat again on the bench and put her head between her hands.
William did not know what to do. He had not contemplated the idea that Lizzie might reject him so violently.
"Lizzie, I..." Darcy said as he tried to reach for her hand.
"Don't." Lizzie moved her hand and stood up. "You made it very clear that you didn't like me since my first week in this school. You called me a silly, pretentious girl who dared to come here just to get in an Ivy League school. And not even to the best one."
"How do you know that?" Darcy asked surprised.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is that you said it and never apologized, and you never have said anything nice to or about me. I am going to Yale because it's been my dream for years, so you can have your precious Harvard to yourself. And if I got a scholarship, it was because I worked really hard."
"I recognized that now, but…" William was immediately interrupted by Lizzie.
"Not everybody has the privilege to be born in a family when money is not an issue, you know? You are just as snob and rude and condescending as the rest of the people here and I just cannot wait to get out of here", Lizzie snapped at him.
"So this is what you think of me? Thank you for being so clear. I won't bother you anymore. Have a good life, Elizabeth Bennet." William finished and walked away from her.
Lizzie sat again. Her head was still buzzing and it hurt.
Anyone that knew her and Darcy would know that any kind of relationship between them was impossible. She regretted some of the things that she had said to him but they had just come out of her mouth in the impulse of the moment. She took some deep breaths, picked up her things and left the school.
She only had to face him one more week, and then she was never going to see him again, ever.
Or that what she thought.
