11:50 AM
Me and Joel broke up.
But it was ok. 5 weeks and a day, a record to live up to from now on. Right? And it doesn't hurt as much as I though it would. But I will portray what does.
On our back to class from lunch, walking together like we always have. We walk in silence. Not uncommon for us, but uneasy, as most silent things are for me. He speaks. "I think we ought to break up," My heart plummets to my stomach. I breathe, trying to smile. I ask why. He explains. "It's just not you. You're beautiful and all, and talented too, but I just don't think I want a girl right now."
Oh well. 5 weeks and a day…who'd a thunk it, right?...
Ah.
But then I tell Kylie and she says that she's happy (not yay happy, just relaxed happy) that we did, b/c apparently he's been flirting with someone backstage in the play and whatnot, so I say posh to that. Didn't mean much to me when she said it, only when I saw him after the play that night. Then John (the idiot he is) says "oh, look, there's joel with somebody else!" so I leave and go for a drive, bawling my eyeballs out and not particularly knowing where I'm going, and I end up at david's doorstep. by this time I had kinda settled down, since my radio cut out and I was annoyed about that, and I knock on his window (since I saw someone at the computer in the upper level, and thought it silly to ring when there's someone right there). David comes out and I start bawling again. and he knows. he just knows. so we go out for a drive on the "country" roads on the other side of wolf. and we talk, and talk, and talk, and talk. which was nice.
I love that kid. (not like that, you crazy people.) he's such a comfort to me. and as we told each other multiple times, we always will be. I'm so glad to have a friend like him. makes me smile in a time of despair.
~Rayla~
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