Come Back to me:Short Story

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though my hair wasn't as frizzy as it once was,now falling in long brown curly locks and my eyes were a sparkly blue, I knew I didn't compete with Stacy.
    As I quickly gathered my stuff to make my non-existent stop by study hall I glanced at Jayse over my shoulder. When I saw him still looking at me confused, I tried giving him another smile. It felt awkward on my face though and I knew I failed when his frown deepened. I'd never been good at hiding when I was upset. At least not from Jayse. I wondered sometimes if he knew how I really felt about him and he just chose to ignore it. His friendship meant too much to me though to voice how I felt.
      I knew he was out of my league. I was his friend and that’s more than likely all he’d ever see me as.  I prayed his date with Stacy would end quickly, as horrible as that sounded. I wanted him to be with someone that would treat him good. Not her.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three: Jayse
     
     
    AnaLee acted strange the rest of the week. She didn’t speak much to me but then again around Stacy no one could speak much. She talked non-stop. After our night of bowling she stayed at my side, along with her gang of cheerleaders that followed her everywhere. It was tiring. Over the past few years, I had gotten use to just having Ana around. That’s how I liked it.
    Stacy was a nice girl but she just wasn’t the one  I wanted. In an odd way I hoped seeing me with another girl would make AnaLee jealous, maybe even bring out her true feelings for me but instead it made her stay away. If Stacy was anywhere around, Ana found reasons to leave early or stay later in class. I hated it and with Stacy's voice echoing around me all the time, I was being to hate the sound of her too.
    A few weeks went by with Stacy being glued to my side and Ana disappearing all the time but that changed the morning I walked into school early. After AnaLee got her license and got a small white Honda accord. she started driving herself to school; before I had been picking her up in the mornings since I was able to drive two months earlier than she did. Sleeping in was my thing so I’d only give myself enough time to get to my locker and make it to class before the late bell.However ,this particular morning I decided to get there early to talk to AnaLee knowing she’d already be there.
    A few kids stood on the sidewalks with their group of friends discussing parties or who was dating who, while I walked by. I reached the doors and stopped. I could hear students laughing uncontrollably but couldn’t really see what was going on so I eased the door open finding the hall packed. I stood to the side waiting to see what was going on. When a path finally cleared for me  to see through the crowd, I was beyond furious.
     
     
     
    Chapter Four: AnaLee
     
    I knew Stacy hated me I could see it on her face every time Jayse wasn’t looking. I stayed away from them as much as possible but I knew avoiding her was over the day I walked into the restroom to find her waiting for me.
    She stood at the mirror in front of the sink dabbing her makeup on.
    “Bet you think you’re special huh?” She turned, leaning against the ceramic while snapping her compact shut.
    I faced her, narrowing my eyes. “Excuse me?”
    “ Jayse. You have him following you around like a little puppy.” She turns facing the mirror again fluffing her hair. “Thought I would give you a heads up.” She runs her finger over her glossy lips then smiles at herself.
    I could have vomited.
    “Things are about to change. Jayse will be all mine and you’ll be out of the picture.” She pauses for effect.” For good.” Then she walked out leaving her threats in my head.
    My heart literally felt like it would evaporate from  my body. What if Stacy could get Jayse to drop me? He wouldn’t do that …would he?”
     
    As the weeks went on I received even more sneers from the bitch herself, but guess her threats weren’t enough. She felt she

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