Breaking Our Broken Hearts

Chapter 1- Rejection At First Sight

Eight years ago,

Rose’s POV:

I didn’t like literature books, I actually didn’t understand them. But why was I standing in literature section of library! Classes were over. I should go home but what was I doing! Standing like a dork in the library!

Because he was here.

He always used to sit on the table next to literature section shelf. I was too afraid to go in front of him. My heart might explode if I ever stand near him, face to face. I moved a book from shelf and took it in my hand. But it was not to read. Literature had nothing to do with me.

I was looking at him through the vacant place of the shelf that was just made by me, by pulling the book of my hand. I wasn’t actually looking at him. It was more like admiring with dreamy eyes.

Automatically my lips curled as a smile formed in those.

“Oh, little Rose is stalking her prince charming again.” I literally jumped when someone whispered in my ear.

“Oh God, Anna. You startled me.” I lightly punched at her arm I whispered.

“Ouch. Momma. It hurts.” She faked crying like a child.

“Stop it, drama queen. I didn’t hit that hard.” I rolled my eyes.

“Do you know that your prince charming is playing today, foot ball.” She asked.

“Who told you?” I asked back.

“I have my detective ways.” She answered pointing her thump at herself, trying to look mysterious and cool but unfortunately ended up looking like a dumb.

I sighed. “Hey, enough stalking, let’s go to cafeteria. I am hungry.” She literally dragged me out of the library heading to cafeteria.

Three new set meals were included from today. That’s why Anna was so eager to go to cafeteria.

We ate and talked. Anna knew about every body of school. I just listened to her acting like an attentive audience.

How school slut senior Kattie Joans f****d our math teacher, David Oren got suspended for pouring urine in Teacher Mr. Kingstone water bottle, how school beauty Brenda Simon accidentally burnt her hair while straightening it and now looked like a clown…all.

“You like your prince charming for two years, since you are 14. Why aren’t you telling him anything? He is your neighbor. He is a genius, brilliant student. Soon, he will leave this Atlanta to attend a famous university like MIT or Harvard. You won’t be able to express your feelings to him ever.” Anna’s sudden off-topic sentences caught my attention.

Really, I haven’t thought about that before. I looked at my burger and fry. But suddenly I lost the appetite. Anna was right.

I sipped from my cola.

“But what can I do? I feel so afraid…he doesn’t even know me. What if he refuses me?” I sighed.

Anna laughed. “You haven’t anything to lose, and then why not try once telling him?” She suggested.

Yeah. Anna is right. I got nothing to lose.

“Yeah. You are right.” I said to Anna and she just winked at me.

I walked with her to bus stop and got into same bus. She got down a stop before mine bidding me bye.

I will tell how I feel. Yeah tomorrow I will tell him how I feel.

I thought.

I tied my hair in a ponytail or braid going to school. But as tomorrow would be a special day, I let loose my straight long hair on my shoulder. I put on a bit make up. I made a small bouquet of peach colored gladiolus flowers and lilies.

I was looking pretty. Didn’t know if he will like or not.

“Hey, why are you dolling up yourself today?” my brother asked me.

I didn’t answer him just smiled at her.

I made breakfast and ate. Then left the rest for my brother. My father would get up late as usual. After drinking all night he would have a bad hangover.

I walked a bit and then reached the bus stop. Getting into the bus, I sat on a vacant seat.

I entered my classroom. Placing my bag on desk, I looked for Anna. I was damn anxious and nervous. I needed some inspirations.

“Hey, you look pretty today? Why so dressed up? Going to tell your prince charming?” Anna asked leaning towards me.

I nodded. “I am so nervous Anna.” I honestly said.

“Just be yourself. Don’t be nervous at all. Best of luck bestie.” She wished me luck with a wink.

He would come to his locker and his locker was the last locker of this row. He usually came to take his notepads and markers. Actually I knew all these because I had been stalking no more admiring him for two years.

When no one would be there I would give him my letter and flowers. This was how I planned. In this place normally many students didn’t come. So I decided to tell him here, so that no one would see me proposing him or even if saw number would be less.

I was standing anxiously with Anna, waiting for him.

It was near our class starting time. Everyone was rushing towards classes passing us. I was getting impatient. He wasn’t still here.

Finally he came but one of his friends was with him. Ow I recognize him. He was the boy had proposed me a week ago, Mason. But I politely refused him. Their lockers were next to each other. They opened their lockers together and took out their things.

At this rate they would both go at the same time. I wouldn’t be able to give Bryson my letter. I became really upset.

But I think God was in my side. After taking out a notebook, Mason left before Bryson.

Anna pushed me forward whispering “Best of luck”. I walked towards him slowly. My heart was beating like crazy. Like it would fly out of my chest. I was nervous as hell. It wouldn’t be surprising if I got myself wet by peeing. My hands were shaking and I unknowingly gripped hard the gladiolus bouquet. The poor flowers were not to be held so tightly. I saw my finger marks on them.

I stood before his locker. After he was done taking his things, he turned and found me in his way. He gestured me to move.

I looked at his face and gulped. I felt my were shaking too. Throat went dry.

“Will you move?” He asked me with an irritated look.

“Um. S-sure. I-I h-have s-something t-to tell y-you.” I stuttered hopelessly giving him some space.

“Can you talk more clearly?” He asked getting annoyed.

“I -I h-have s-somet-thing t-to t-tell you.” I took a deep breath. “M-My n-name i-ss R-Rose. W-we l-live in s-same n-ne-neighborhood. It’s nice. W-what’s a coincidence.” I ended up uttering some meaningless irrelevant things.

“So what?” He said flatly.

“U-um. O-Our n-nneighborhood is good, is n-nice, I l-like it. I-I m-mean y-you, I-I l-like y-you. T-This i-is for y-you.” I handed him the letter and the bouquet.

He took them didn’t say anything. He opened my letter and read it. I stood there before him shaking.

He glanced at the flowers and then at me. I felt my cheeks heating up. Then he turned and left walking with my bouquet. I stood there like a stupid statue.

He didn’t say anything. He just left. He rejected me. Tears pooled in my eyes. I just ran away from there and went back to my class.

Anna didn’t say anything, she understood seeing tears in my eyes.

“Don’t cry. Bryson is a stupid boy to reject you. He actually doesn’t deserve a nice girl like you.” She said greeting teeth.

I was lucky to have you Anna as my bestie.

I cried in my entire bus ride. Few people asked me if I was okay. I lied to them that I scored bad in my tests. Reaching home I went to my room but didn’t bother to eat.

I couldn’t go to school for three days. I felt so ashamed. Anna called me many times and consoled me. In the afternoon I decided to have a walk as I was feeling very upset. There was a park near our house.

There was a cafe near the park. I spent some time at the park. When coming back I saw Bryson coming out of the cafe with two of his friends. He didn’t notice me. Seeing him I again got upset. Again felt my eyes getting teary. I just returned home quickly.