#18 - Jordan

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I waited, with a smile on my face for the first time in a long time, for Ayla, Aleigh, and my newly gained girlfriend. Part of me expected Jordan to wait for me by the doors just to tell me that she was going to break up with me. The other part of me didn't really care what she was going to say. It only mattered that she was talking to me, as her girlfriend. It was nothing short of an honor. 

After waiting about ten minutes, I began to wonder. I'll bet she forgot about me. I must admit that the thought stung a bit, despite the fact that it was obviously true. She forgot about me. My hand trembled a bit, and I willed it to stop. No. Stop. She's nothing like her. You know that. 

Angry at myself, I took a seat on the other bench. It was obvious that she wasn't too worried about giving me a hug goodbye. That was fine. That. Is. Fine. It's fine, Emma. It's fucking fine.

I shoved any thoughts out of my head and started to put my music in. Suddenly, I heard someone call my name. I looked up, and then quickly put my music aside, a smile growing on my face. 

I rushed over to the doors, where Jordan, Aleigh, and Ayla were waiting. I smiled shyly at Jordan. "Hi." "Hey," she replied. "I forgot to give you your hug, sorry." I smiled widely. "It's okay."

With that, she folded her arms around me. I immediately relaxed into the hug. I felt all of the worries and the doubt and the memories of the last time I had loved someone shatter into thin air. It didn't matter. None of it mattered. She mattered. She was the only thing that mattered.

Sparks flew from my fingers to her back, but I couldn't help but wonder if I was the only one who felt them. I didn't care. I held on to Jordan for a minute longer before she let me go. I sighed deeply. That felt too good. Too good to be real. I started to say goodbye to her, but before I could, she leaned forward, and placed a quick kiss on my left cheek.

After that butterfly kiss, she darted off, saying she had to go. I smiled at her disappearing figure. Softly, I brought my fingers to the spot on my cheek that she had kissed. It was still tingling. I felt my grin split my face. I didn't care about any of my worries or doubts or anything. I didn't care. 

I walked down the hall towards my locker to get my stuff, and couldn't help but yelling out to the empty hallway, "I HAVE THE BEST GIRLFRIEND EVER!!" 

Miss G appeared from around the corner and smiled at me, a tiny, little amused smile. I blushed hard. Oops. She wasn't supposed to hear that. 

Yet, somehow, I still didn't care. 

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