Hidden Person

1.

If I could go back in time and change my fate, would I? Would I still talk to Lee and fall in love with him? Would I still keep my best friend as close as I did? Would I still keep my secrets to myself, even though they were the cause of my falling out with the people I loved? I would give everything to be as happy as I was in the first year of high school.

I looked up from my phone after what seemed like only a few minutes, and noticed the sun had completely set and the moon was out, as bright as ever. "When did that happen?" I whispered, sitting up and only then realizing my whole lower body had fallen asleep. How long was I laying there? Long enough to think the sun would still be high in the sky when I looked out the window. I'm pathetic.

I flipped over to lay on my stomach, phone still tightly gripped in hand, it's bright screen lit up the dark room. All day I've been waiting and hoping for a reply. Even if it was just one word. Though I'm used to this, I never expected that on his birthday he would ignore me completely. My lock screen read 'August 19th 11:13PM'. I've never felt this depressed over a boy before. I'm still holding onto hope that things will go back to how they were when we first got together, but here I was staring at mine and his text conversation.

Yesterday
10:23PM

nuh night!
i love you!!
talk tmrw!

Lee
You too. Night.

Today
10:00AM

Happy Birthday!!
I love you so much!

Today
11:00AM

What time can I come see you?
I got you a present... >.<

Today
1:00PM

I don't mean to annoy you.
If you're sleeping in I'm glad :3
Message me when you wake up.

Today
2:48PM

Hope everything's okay.
Love you!

Today
8:21PM

Are you mad at me?
Did I do something wrong?
?
I miss you...

Delivered

It really wasn't always like this, I can still vividly remember how we spent his birthday together last year, just the two of us.

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"I really don't see why I have to come help when I don't even get a slice of cake for my hard labor." Aimee complained in a mono-tone. If I didn't know any better, I would think she was really mad at me, but that's just her. She and I have been friends since grade 7, when I moved schools and we were put in the same homeroom. I was always scared to speak out, whether it was for my benefit or someone else's. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to people, rather that I didn't think anyone would be interested in what I had to say. Ever since the first day I saw her, I thought Aimee was beautiful. I always admired her from a far, watching as she flipped her shoulder length light brown hair anytime she made a condescending joke to the many people that adored her. It will sound cliché, and perhaps my entire life sounded so, but we were polar opposites. In the middle of second term we were paired together for a one time discussion on the assigned reading, but we connected so easily I can't even remember the name of the book we were reading. Despite it being a one time pairing, Aimee ended up coming to sit with me every day after that. We would have never ending conversations about anything and everything, often ending in heated debates that our peers viewed as arguments... But once the bell would ring nothing that was said would be held against each other. "You know, you said there would be too much for yourself to carry"