I kept running, that's all I could do. Run. I watched as people ran ahead of me. This was our timed run. I kept going, my breath failing me, as usual. My heart pounded in my chest, until the point where the only thing I could feel was the pain.

"Hey, you good?" Felicia ran up to me.

I could only shake my head, I wanted to say I was fine, but how could I lie? I might as well just die on the spot and no one would've been there to watch out for me.

"You should turn back then," I heard her say.

I was taking to long to respond, I knew that. I shook my head, saying no. I refused and I just kept on running. Felicia running after me. I kept going, I didn't care. I might as well die trying. I would just keep pushing.

I kept going, almost there. I was so close, I could just see the finish. Before I knew it, I was at the end, and before I knew it, I was on the ground. Feeling completely dead.

Seconds later, I was up and going back to the school. Everything was so fuzzy. I didn't know what the heck was going on. I changed out of my gym strip and went towards my class. Social. It was our snack break but I just couldn't. I just sat there. "Dead as a doorknob" as they say.

"Hey," A boy sat beside me, "You good?"

"Wish I could say yes," My voice small and weak. "You know why,"

He gave a knowing nod and watched me rest my head on the table. I smiled, I just wanted him to know I would be okay. I wasn't going to die or anything. At least, I hoped. He talked with me, he knew my struggle. Somehow, I'd managed to tell him and not many others.

"Jeremiah," I said, "Thanks,"

He smiled, the same one he gave all the time. The friendly smile I would never get tired of. Class went on and he had moved back to his seat. I felt unaware, unresponsive. Everything went by in a blur and as the bell rang, I realized, nothing had properly come to.

I ignored it and walked to my tech class. I thought about Percy, and how the other week we were going by, his arm around me, but now I was especially thinking about Jeremiah. How I was depending on him so much. I knew I could always vent and get advice from him. I knew he'd keep me safe.

As I got in to the class, I worked quickly on the projects. Before I knew it, the class was over. Done, nothing else for me to do, until the bell rang. I walked on to my locker, he followed me.

His eyes followed me, I could just feel it. He told me to eat, I told him no, like how I'd refused to a girl in my class as well as Samara and Joshua. I wouldn't even take a sip of water. It clearly seemed like I was just trying to make it worse. Maybe I was, but honestly, I just couldn't. I knew what would happen the moment I took something in.

I shoved the thought aside and kept talking with Jeremiah. He and I separated ways as we headed to the cafeteria tables. I sat down and just sat there, watching as everyone ate and chatted. I just looked around, bored out of my mind, until someone's hands rested on my shoulders.

Standing by the doorway waiting was hard. Patience was not my thing, especially when I was waiting for Samara to hurry up and get here. Pacing, I thought of her and Keira, I hadn't invited Keira because I knew this wasn't her thing, but I knew that Samara would die for this.

"I'm so sorry I'm late!" Samara came bursting through the crowd towards me.

She stumbled and I caught her in my arms. "Whoa, slow your roll," I know, I sounded so weird, what an old school term.

She looked up into my eyes and we both smiled. I remember my thoughts from a long time ago, when I said I loved her, and Keira. Following soon after, I figured it was just a thought that I decided to trust too soon. I just gave up on the thought and forgot about it, until now.

I lifted her up and her eyes shone in the evening light. My arms left hers and I took in the beautiful sight I saw. Her eyes flickered, she seemed too shy to keep her gaze. It just made me drawn even more to her.

She shyly reached her hand out, for me to take. Taking her hand, we started to walk from the entrance to the inside.

I watched her eyes widen as she saw the street lined with masterpieces, stands, games, food, but the thing that interested her the most, were the art pieces and supplies.

The smile on my face grew every moment I knew I'd made the right decision to invite her with me instead of Percy or Jeremiah. We went around the stands, looking for anything we may be interested in buying. Quickly, Samara's hands filled up as did her bag. I decided that we might as well get a meal while we were there.

She walked away looking for a table and I went to order a pizza. I found a place where they sold full pizzas for about 7 dollars. Well, depending on what the toppings were, but I already knew Samara only liked cheese so the price wouldn't increase.

I got the pizza and walked to the table and we ate. She talked on and on about so many things, but everything always circled around one thing. Her best friend. It came as a realization, they were truly best friends. I knew I couldn't get between them, I knew I couldn't destroy that friendship. I'd have to back off.

"Whoa!" Samara looked down at herself, a frown on her face.

Someone had just spilled something all over her. She fummed but stopped when she caught my eye.

"What are you staring at?" She stood up and pushed her hair out of her face. Classic Samara.

"Nothing," my voice probably had a suspicious tone, but I couldn't help it.

"I'll be back," She took her bag and left me with the pizza.

"Guess it's just you and me," I took a bite of the slice, "at least, what's left of you,"

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