The One

Chapter 2: Curiosity

Today felt different for me. Not with the bullshit people and whatever but feeling bad for that girl who ran from my friend's house. Some part of me wanted to confront him and ask what in the hell happened. The thought then crossed my mind that I rather not be involved in drama. It's better to avoid unnecessary bullshit that way. The day goes by leading up to track and I see her again. She looks lonely and secluded from her friends in the commons, but I went about my business and saw my friends in a teacher's room before practice. They weren't doing much, just typical of them playing UNO but needed that extra help with physics. I didn't care tho. I just needed somewhere to chill before 3:30. 3:15 came around and I ran to get changed. Reaching the staircase, I see that girl and my friend arguing. It looked intense to a point where she seemed like she was about to burst into tears. Being me, I didn't want to be involved in their nonsense, so I went down the other staircase and proceeded to the locker room. Warming up in practice I see the girl looking like she had just experienced the worst day in her life. I felt bad because she seemed innocent and a kind person from afar. Coming around for a second lap, she looked at me again. This time I made eye contact and she looked away as though she didn't see me in the first place. I was confused at first, but I brushed it off and got through the next two hours. This time when I got into my car, I saw her arguing with my friend again to get in his car. Not agreeing with the situation, I did what I didn't plan on doing at all, and that's when I got involved. I drove up to them and asked,

"Everything okay?".

He said, "Yes", but she didn't seem like they were. I took another step by asking her if she wanted a ride home. She hesitated at first but got into the car and we drove off.

"Thanks for the ride", as I proceeded to drive.

"No problem".

She gave me the address and the drive couldn't have felt longer. Almost reaching her house, I asked if she was okay and she nodded but her body language said otherwise. Finally reaching her house she said thank you and left. I drove off confused and feeling as though I involved myself in something I would later regret. Reaching home, I noticed my friend parked in front of my house. In my head, all I could think was, "Ah shit here we go". I parked the car.

"Why are you here?". He looked irritated with me.

"I had the situation under control".

"It looked different in my eyes and I never tried to start any problems".

He still appeared irritated but said, "it's fine but just stay out of it next time".

I shrugged it off and went into my house. Mother was cooking and Father was probably either drinking or passed out. Either way, it was an environment that I generally never liked being around. I just waited for my mother to call me when the food was ready so I could go for another walk. An hour went by, I ate, and left the house again. This time I saw that same girl walk into my friend's house and that made me feel confused. Why continue to see someone that made you feel like shit just to maybe have that repeating cycle over and over again. It wasn't my mess to clean up, so I didn't let it get to me. Another hour went by and I went back home, showered, and laid in bed awaiting another day of bullshit.