Aubrey

Nova's read receipts aren't on, so I don't know if she read my message. What I do know though, is that she saw me right before school ended, and completely attempted to not be seen by me. To spare her the embarrassment and me the potential heartbreak of being told I'm no longer cared about by her, I didn't even bother confronting her.

I sat in my car for a minute or two, or at least what I believed was a minute or two, having nostalgic thoughts about the last few months and my highs and lows with Nova. "This is all my fault" I said, feeling a lump grow in my throat. "I had so much time and so many chances, and I ruined it. All for a stupid fucking crown!"

Hot tears began streaming down my face, and I didn't even bother trying to fight them off. I sobbed like I had lost a family member or something, whilst still parked in the school parking lot. Nothing else mattered to me at this moment, I let my attempts to be some high school celebrity ruin everything.

I began driving impulsively, despite my clearly shitty current shit of mind. Somehow I ended up at the hair store, looking for hair dye.

My hair was brunette, probably the most common color in the universe. Not that I didn't like it or myself, but I didn't wanna be seen as a common bitch. Nova probably saw me as an everyday "I can get that anywhere" type of bitch. That bipolar, sexy, piece of shit ass little girl. Ugh, I fucking hate it here.

There were so many colors to choose from, and I already didn't have a clear mind. I didn't wanna look goth, like I was having a mental breakdown, or crazy. So like green, hot pink, and any shade of blue were ultimately out of question. I shrugged and just grabbed a blonde shade that I had saw, only because the girl on the box was like super hot. Anyways, I took it up to the counter, where the cashier examined me.

"Are you okay?" she asked, and I nodded. "Very" I lied, "how about you?" She nodded, "that will be 5 dollars even my love." I scratched my nose before reaching into my pocket for my card, but even doing that in itself seemed so hard. My hand was shaking as if I was caught committing a crime or something.

"Are you sure you're okay?" the cashier asked me, and I took a deep breath. "Nobody is behind you or waiting" the lady continued to say. "If you wanna quickly talk about it, we can." I nodded, "my somewhat kind of girlfriend randomly ended things with me" I said, not knowing how else to explain what Nova was to me. "She won't even talk to me right now, I thought things were going good."

"Are there any surrounding factors?" the cashier asked, as she took my card from my awkwardly shaking hand. "Like, are you guys out?" I shook my head, "no, we aren't" I said, "and we both had boyfriends." The cashier raised her eyebrow, "while being with her, you had a man?" she asked, "did he know?" I nodded, "he did. Her man knew too. It was a complicated situation really but nobody was unaware." The cashier looked more at ease.

"Well if nothing particularly happened, then maybe she's trying to figure herself out, especially if you two were closeted. Just give her space for now, or maybe try to be her friend from a distance. Love always finds it's way back and works in mysterious ways. I promise you if you two are meant, you'll be back in no time" the cashier said. I nodded, but she continued. "And if you aren't, then God will send you someone that you deserve. You're beautiful, keep your head high, and the dye higher because it'll sting like a bitch if it gets in your eyes."

I chuckled, "thank you" I said as my receipt printed out, "I really needed that." The lady smiled, "you're welcoming my love, stay safe and protect your peace. Have a good one, maybe I'll see you around soon."