Friday 23rd June 2017-----

I never intended for it to happen to her of all people, I loved her more than anything; more than anyone. I hadn't told one soul about the incident since the moment it happened, but I had no choice but to tell Karle. Even if he didn't want to believe it...

The confession--------

I honestly didn't expect him to be in today, after all he hadn't arrived at my house and taken me to SubWay like usual. Who could really blame him though after what I had done? He deserved his distance. But I deserved a right to explain.

Late like normal, I hectically made my way through the halls, dodging the random groups of students bunking lessons on my way. Every now and then tip toeing across the ground  trying to avoid the crusty, dried gum entwined in the moss shaded carpet that somehow still managed to get stuck to my shoe.

I snuck into my first lesson unnoticed, scanning the room for Karle yet trying to look as un-suspicious as possible. The class was packed however and I kept having to duck and swerve passed people's heads to see in front, of course this had to draw attention to me.
"Summer!" Miss Hatic screeched as she marched her way up to my desk, keeping her back straight as she glared down upon me to give her more height.
"See something interesting do you?" She spat violently down at me through the gaps in her yellow, broken teeth making everyone turn and face me. After rethinking it several times, I decided I couldn't leave her drool to seep slowly into my skin, so I raised my arm slightly and wiped it onto my jacket as she examined what I was looking at. To my dread I turned my head slightly in line with hers and caught eyes with Karle, my heart began to pound at my chest and my face was died a vibrant red. As I quickly swerved back to staring, meaninglessly at my desk.

"Young man stand up." She demanded. I covered my eyes with my hand, resting my head slightly on my palm so to avoid looking at Karle. My heart started to race faster as I cringed at the awkwardness of the situation.
"Come stand here at the front, next to me." Her voice bellowed.
"So what is you're name?" She snapped harshly, trying her hardest to tower over him.
"Umm... Karle Miss." He gulped, he was looking down fiddling with his hands, a picture of awkwardness.
"You know this girl?" She questioned with a daring tone.
"No." It was as blunt as he could make it. No hesitation, no stutter, no pause. He confidently faced up to her, head up, shoulders back and lied. I felt deflated, a little betrayed. I couldn't help who I was.

The class dismissed at normal time and I belted for the door. Unfortunately, Karle had the same idea and we bashed passed each other trying to get out the arch way. Should I say anything? I can't just leaving it like this I thought. I was too close to him to ignore it all.

I grabbed his arm, pulling him over to my side- he was shocked at first so it was easy enough to do since he didn't retaliate.
"Please let me explain" I begged, my hand still resting lightly on him.
"Explain what? That you lied to me. That you're a creepy 90 year old with perfect completion and tight skin. Or that you dated me only to get a friend. You pick. But personally I think it's all very clear!" His sarcastic twine expressed his agitation with me so I picked my words carefully.
"You have every right to be angry and I get that. But I'm not doing this for fun. I'm not trying to play games with you. I need your help. Please let me explain to you, meet me at the library at 3pm. " I remained calm as he turned emotionless to my response and strolled off.

I spent the next few hours hopelessly trying to plan out the situation to relieve my anxiety, but I still felt as un-ready to face him as I ever would be. But I didn't have much of a choice, and soon I found myself waiting patiently in library.

He arrived on time and sat directly In front of me without saying anything, his head was once again down and he gestured his hand as if to say get on with it. I took a deep breath, stretched my neck back and began....

"Yes I am 108 years old. Yes I've been going to this college for 92 years. And yes I am trapped in a 16 year old's body. But I wasn't always like this. I haven't ever told anyone this story but um... Well... It all started on my 16th birthday party, my sweet sixteen, I had made a reputation here for being the most hated person and therefore no one but family came to my party. My sister had brought her boyfriend of the time, and both my parents, who has previously split up made the effort to come. I should have been delighted, but I just wasn't. I felt hated, like a waste. Ughh I'm really depressing you sorry but anyways-" I took another deep breath.

"Since my family was never really ever together, my sisters boyfriend decided it would be his only moment to propose. On my birthday. Don't get me wrong it was magical, but I felt a little excluded. I was a bitter teen and I decided to storm out the house at night, cursing and screaming at everyone. I was walking slowly, my head down with water filling up my eyes making my vision hazy so I couldn't really see what was in front. The 4 men, rugged and broad, waiting. Waiting. Waiting for me." I began to tear up, gasping for air.
"I wished they had taken me! At least then my sister wouldn't have had to get involved. She stopped me getting taken and pulled me into her car, driving into the night. But it was a Saturday night and lots of drunks roamed the road. It was inevitable that an accident was going to happen...." I looked down towards the table, a tear streamed across my face.

"The next I remember I was being shoved at in the passenger seat of the car by two police men, my face was cut and bruised to the side making my vision obscured but I could still see it. My sister's pale and fragile frame, crushed, bloody and cold. I was later told she didn't make it, that because a car hit us with such speed at a very precise angle she took most of the damage. She saved me once again."
I breathed out, my stomach lighten as if I just lifted a weight of it.

"After that day things just changed. No one was normal, I kept living the same events over and over again. People said the same things, acted the same way and treated me like they always did. That's why students don't talk to you, you were never there that day. I know there have been 2 exception of teachers who actually did speak to you and I think that may be a glitch. But do you understand now? You were my escape from it all... You are my hope that things will change. "
"Please help me" I begged.
"Will you stay?"

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I told him everything. I had too. Even if he leaves me now I will always have you. Can you see what I've been keeping inside of me now? It's always been there, every night, every day. If only I hadn't been such so selfish it wouldn't of happened. But it did. My big sis was just looking out for me that day and that was how I repaid her. No matter what I do it will forever be, in the back of my mind.