Let's Play a Game

Let's Play a Game ~Watty Awards 2012~

HEY EVERYONE! I'M A LITTLE ROUGH, SINCE I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN MONTHS! BUT I THINK YOU GUYS MIGHT LIKE THIS STORY, SO VOTE AND COMMENT. IF YOU GUYS REALLY LIKE THE PROLOGUE I WILL CONTINUE WITH IT, SO LET ME KNOW!

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Prologue;

I looked into those bright blue eyes; looking for some sign of regret or guilt. There wasn't a single sign that he felt bad about cheating on me with my best friend.

'Do you even know how much I loved you?' My voice cracked as tears ran freely down my cheeks.

Sid looked at me, and for the first time, his eyes were glazed over. In the ten months we had been dating, he had only cried twice. Once when he found out that his grandmother had died, and another when we were playfully wrestling, and I accidentally kneed him in the balls.

For him to be crying right now, made me want to forgive him,pull him into a hug, and forget anything ever happened. In my heart, I knew I couldn't do that.

'I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you Karleigh. I promise you, one day you'll forgive me.' He took his thumb and gently wiped away a few of the many tears that were falling from my eyes, before I pulled away from his touch.

It almost stung. Not with pleasure, but with pain. Like a reminder that I wasn't the last girl he he had touched. That reminder sent a vile taste to my tongue, and I looked into his eyes one more time.

'You hurt me so much Sid. So much! Maybe one day we can be friends again. But we will never. Never be anything more than that.' I turned on my heel and all but ran to the bathroom.

I had no one to talk to about my pain. My best friend, Ali, was the one Sid cheated on me with, so who was I supposed to talk to? Sure, I have plenty of friends, but none of them are as close to me as Ali was. Ali and I had been best friends since the beginning of sixth grade, when she moved to to town. We were pretty much inseparable, until she unexpectedly decided to make out with Sid last night at a party.

Taking a napkin from the dispenser, I wet it with water, and dabbed the areas where my make up had been ruined from crying. I took a good look in the mirror, and cringed internally. My blue-grey eyes were stormy and puffy. The rest of my face was slightly red, and my usual glowing skin was pale and blotchy.

After taking a good fifteen minutes or so redoing my makeup, I walked out of the bathroom and to my next class. The whole break up with Sid happened during lunch, so I was about ten minutes early for English.

Luckily, neither Sid or Ali were in my English class, so I wouldn't have to put up with them for the rest of the day considering this was the last period.

I turned the knob to the door and walked in. Usually Mrs.Reinald was late for her own class, so it wasn't a surprise when I was the only one in the room. I sat down at my usual seat, and pulled out the book we had been reading, 'The Notebook'. We had only started yesterday, so we weren't in but a few chapters.

Class went by quickly. No one tried to talk to me, despite the fact that I'm sure at least half of my classmates had seen Sid and I break up in the hallway. Shelby, one of my close friends gave me a sympathetic look, and I returned it with a shrug. Shelby was always a good friend. She was nice, funny, and gorgeous. She was quiet though, and didn't pay attention to guys as much as  she did her friends and school.

Sometimes I wished I was like Shelby. I wish I could be one of those girls who don't care about guys, and just want to have fun with their friends. As much as I want to be one of those girls, I'm not. I'm a pretty popular person, but not the most. I usually have a boyfriend, and if I don't, I'm flirting with guys non-stop. Not like non-stop, but naturally I'm a flirt.

When Mrs.Reinald announced the end of class, I packed up my things and swiftly walked out of the room. I made sure to stand tall, with my head up. Even if I felt like a million tiny fists were punching me on the inside, I was going to act like it hadn't affected me at all.

Girls whispered to each other as I passed. I knew most of them, but didn't feel like telling any of them to fuck off. Normally, I would have given each and every one of them whatever words came to my mind, but no words came to my mind. My mind was too busy replaying what happened earlier today. From the phone call from Sid, telling me what had happened and how sorry he was, to Ali approaching me in front of school, all the way to Sid and I breaking up.

I made it to my locker before the tears started pouring. A small shiver ran through my spine as I gathered my books. I blinked back the tears long enough to make it outside.

Through the corner of my eye I saw Sid looking towards me, but I refused to look at him. Everything that had happened today. Everything was just.... Too much to handle. 

One day I would forgive Sid. I knew I couldn't stay mad at him, or Ali, forever. They were two of the most important people in my life, and I needed them both. Just not now. Right now I needed to forget about all of my problems and relax. At home, by myself.

OKAY, SO I KNOW THAT YOU'RE PROBABLY CONFUSED BY THE TITLE. RIGHT NOW IT DOESN'T MAKE SINCE. IF YOU'RE SMART, YOU'LL CATCH ONTO THE MAIN IDEA PRETTY QUICK. SO HOW DO SID AND KARLEIGH GO FROM BREAKING UP, TO PLAYING A GAME? YOU'LL HAVE TO FIND OUT BY VOTING AND COMMENTING. IF YOU LIKED THE PROLOGUE, VOTE AND/OR LEAVE A COMMENT. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND IF YOU WANT TO READ MORE.

~Kaylin

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