Just Shake It Off

I decided to let it go. But it wasn't easy. This had been going on ever since I met her--her singing strange songs under her breath and suddenly she looked as if she had years of stress taken off of her shoulders, as if someone had magically had taken all the high school drama trauma out of her.

Magically... A blinding pain exploded behind my eyes as I was walking in the middle of the hallway. My books dropped and my knees buckled.

"Ow!" I said in a harsh whisper. I fell to the floor, catching myself just in time before my nose made contact with the unforgiving floor.

"Damn," I said under my breath as I gathered my books.

"You need help?" said a wonderful voice. I looked up. Oh no. It was him.

By "him," I mean Reed Matthews. The guy I've had a crush on since elementary school. He was tall, with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes like sea glass. He was wearing a blue hoodie and a purple tee shirt, along with Nikes and blue jeans.

He was my friend, but we had grown apart after seventh grade when he started getting interested in other things... like girls. I really missed him, but I had never told him how I really felt.

"Sure," I said, giving him a smile that felt very forced. Honestly, I wanted to run away. I can never be around guys I like without saying stupid things.

"Here," Reed said, handing me a binder. "What happened? One second you were walking and the next you were on the floor."

"Yeah," I said. "I don't know. I just got this pain behind my eyes... It was really sudden, I don't know what happened."

We stood up at the same time and he handed me my geometry book.

"Well," he said, running a hand through his dark brown hair, "I hope you didn't hurt yourself. Feel better," he called, as he started walking the other direction, to his next class.

"You too," I called, giving him a wave.

God, what the heck was happening to me?

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