𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | grumpy X sunshine | enemies to lovers | bully
Rick Hale is the typical bad boy - a mean and wealthy teen who seems to have it all. But when Celine, a old childhood friend, a girl from a different background, moves in with his famil...
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I made my way through the busy hallway, the sounds of chatter and movement around me. I approached my locker, the metal door blending in with the many other lockers lining the hallway. I slung my bookbag inside.
As I closed my locker, my eyes fixated on Rick from across the hallway, with his usual circle of jock friends. He hadn't uttered a single word to me throughout the morning, his silence deafening. It was as if he was avoiding me, avoiding any form of conversation or even looking my way.
Has this been my fault? I just wanted to help him..
Just as I was about to approach Rick, Kennedy appeared in front of me, her face lit up with a cheerful smile. Her presence disrupted my path, her bubbly attitude a stark contrast to my somber mood.
"Hey Girl!" She said
"Hey Kennedy." I gulped and fixated my attention onto her instead of Rick.
Kennedy followed my gaze and turned around to see who I was looking at. Upon realizing that Rick was the object of my attention. "Oh." She simply said
"Stop, It's nothing." I said walking beside her.
"He knows that you know, doesn't he?"
I halted in my tracks, my voice filled with a mix of frustration and care. "Yes," I responded, "I tried to help him. I tried to talk to him, to help him release the burden he's been carrying. I wanted to help because I could relate." My words held a hint of my own pain, my own understanding of the struggles Rick was facing.
"Is he angry at you?"
"A part of me feels like he is but then at the same time I feel like he's just thankful that I was there for him."
A warm smile appeared on Kennedy's lips as her arms reached around me, "Celine, you are such a good friend and someday I hope others realizes that."
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As the school bell rang, signaling the start of lunch, I made my way to the cafeteria. I found my usual spot next to Kennedy and settled down to eat the home-packed lunch Regan had prepared for me.
I attempted to focus on my lunch and the conversation with Kennedy, yet my eyes kept wandering over to Rick. His usual sociable banter seemed absent at lunchtime, and I couldn't help but keep watching him from afar. Despite feeling like a bit of a creep for staring, I couldn't deny the genuine concern and affection I felt towards him.
"They need to stop giving us these fucking expired milk cartons." Kennedy randomly spat
"Next time I'm bringing my own lunch." She continued to rant
