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Shade Of Gold

                  

I've spent every waking moment trying to talk Ashlyn out of liking Drake but she won't budge. She's even got to the point that she's stopped responding and I don't blame her. I was being annoying.

The morning was quiet since I was at school so early and barely any kids were roaming the halls. I walked down the halls alone with my headphones in, listening to PVRIS and looking for anyone I knew. Most the halls had a few teachers in them but that was it. Except one hall.

Two heads where centimeters away from each other, the shorter one pressed against the wall and the hall ones hands on her waist. They look too familiar and I felt my heart start beating against my chest harder than I ever thought possible.

I knew that I would have to see him with another girl eventually I just didn't think it was going to be this fast, and especially not with her. I've tried everything to get her to change her mind but she won't listen.

Now she will be the one to get hurt and I will be able to say I told you so, but I'll still be there to pick up the broken pieces.

Her head turns in my direction and I quickly turn and run the other direction. I could hear her yelling my name but I only turned up my music and ran faster until I was in the comfort of the choir room. I sat in one of the chairs and put my hands on my head. Could there have been a worse way to start today?

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Lunch was probably the most awkward thing I've ever had to sit thought. Every day gets a little more and a little more awkward. Drake and Ashlyn were flirting over in the corner while I sat in the middle of Steven and Matt.

Steven elbowed me in the ribs lightly and nodded in the direction of the two who were practically on top of each other. "You're okay with this?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.

I honestly don't know how to respond because no, I'm not but there isn't anything I can do to change it. He isn't mine anymore and that means that this is out of my control now.

Instead, I just shrug my shoulders and look down at my food. The easiest thing to do is just to not look at them at all. As tempting it is, it just brings back a bunch of memories. The way his lips felt against mine. The fire that appeared on your skin when he touched you. The things he would whisper in your ear.

I can't take it anymore, and I pick up my tray and carry it to the nearest garbage can.

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"Will you just wait a fucking second?" I hear Ashlyn yell from behind me. I still haven't let her explain how this all happened and so quickly. Even after how hard I tried to get her to see who he really is.

I stopped walking but I didn't turn around. I can't look at her in the eyes right now without the possibility of me bursting out into tears.

"I'm sorry. Please don't stop talking to me because of this. It's just a guy," she speaks softly, as if she speaks with too much force, I will turn to broken glass. I'm fragile, yes, but I'm not going to burst into tears if someone doesn't say the right thing.

I shook my head and looked down at the ground, "I won't stop talking to you. I just need time. I'm happy for you. Really."

What she didn't know, though, is that my insides felt like someone had went inside me and ripped them to shreds. My demons were taking this chance to tell me everything to make me break down.

I see the way that he looks at her though and at that moment in time I realized, I was his ember but she is his shade of gold.

I was the spark he needed to start the fire of desire, but she is the final product.

Demi fans unite. Love you all.