part 2 for bri, mattg1rlcoded
my best friend since middle school

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IT HAS been nearly 3 months since Chris has been in my life, and i weirdly feel more happy since. However, i've been having a rough patch with my friends since he has come to this school. It is like they are trying to act like i don't exist because i made a new friend?

Did i just call Chris a friend? I mean, yes.. he is a friend. i am confident in that. emphasizing on the friend part. In the beginning, i did feel like i was slowly gaining feelings towards him but as time passed by, i think him and i have a really secured friendship and feelings getting involved would just crash it all down.

I open my locker, kissing my finger and then pressing them against the picture i have of spider-man. "I did not just see you do that." Chris blurted. he startled me. I slapped his chest as we both laugh at him catching me do that.

"Shut up, bitch." I replied. Chris' high pitch laugh came out when i said that and it made me laugh even more. this kid had the most contagious laugh in the world.

"Dude, i lowkey like that we have art class in the morning. it's so therapeutic." Chris admitted. I agreed with him. Chris and i were in the same art class and sat together since he got here.

We walk in the class a bit early, sitting in our seats. Our art teacher walked right behind us, and started setting up everything on her desk. We greeted her a polite good morning.

"Oh, good morning Chris and y/n! you guys are early. i want to inform you guys that we are switching seats today since it's almost been a while with these same spots." She informed us.

I quickly look at Chris, as he was already staring at me. why did this feel like a knife stabbing into my heart, it was just assigned seating? i mean, we sit together in all the other classes that we have together.

i guess it was more because since Chris came to this school, he technically has been my only close friend. and, i hated that every girl that isn't talking to me right now is in this class. the room then started being filled with students as the bell rang.

"it's okay, i'll see you on the flip side y/n." Chris joked, as he walked to the other side of the room. he definitely seemed more un phased about this than i was.

I see emma walk towards the table chris is at, i see them exchange words but i can't make up what they are saying. then, she sits down next to him as they continue to talk.

emma was one of my good friends but she has been the number one friend of mine thats been acting extremely weird towards me since i became friends with chris. and, i never have seen her even interact with him before, so why is she doing it now?

i see her head lift up to the ceiling as she laughs at whatever Chris just said. what did he say to her? I catch myself squeezing the pencil in my hand a little too rough. I sigh to myself.

"You good there y/n?" I hear Charlie's voice say. I didn't even know he came and sat down next to me. I turn around to face him. well, i guess he picked me to be his seating partner.

"Me? yeah, yeah i am perfect!" i answered. i lied to him. i wasn't good, i wasn't perfect. i hated how much i cared about this stupid little thing.

"I'm not stupid. look, i can tell your mad as fuck right now. and look, your eyes are staring perfectly at the direction of Chris and Emma, interesting is it?" He said.

"Damnit, your good." I admitted as he laughed. Charlie was one of my only friends that hasn't been acting weird towards me since Chris moved to our school. Yet, we weren't so close compared to the girls. he is genuinely a good guy though. I think i just hated how he knew exactly what was going on right now.

"It's fine. it's normal, everyone gets jealous." He said.

"I am not jealous! my god, it's not like that. I, i am just mad at the situation. look at them. giggling their faces off." I said, my voice sounding more frustrated as the words kept coming out of my mouth. Charlie laughs again, shaking his head as he rubs his forehead.

"Whatever you say." He replies.

I felt so weird the whole day. it felt like chris and i haven't talked since before art class and school just finished. i wasn't going to ask Chris about it. i know it maybe was all in my head, but i always close myself off when i feel like this.

someone stops me before i get in my car. "wait, you coming to my party tonight?" Charlie asks. I feel like i haven't been to a party or an event in forever.

"party? why?" I reply.

"y/n, it's friday and also, it's my half birthday." he exclaims. I laugh at his response. I tell him i'll think about it and he said he will text me later. We exchange goodbyes before i drive off to go back home.

As soon as i get home, i switch into lounge wear and jump into my bed as i get ready for a nap. i was contemplating on if i should go to Charlie's thing tonight.

my first thought if Chris was going but at this moment, I definitely wasn't going to ask him about it. then my eyes slowly begin to feel heavy and i close them, drifting away to sleep.

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i'm making this into 3 parts actually