Getting Over You...is impossible

part 3

Days passed by, turning into weeks.

I hadn't talked to him since that day.

Every time i saw him , the butterfly feeling in my stomach slowly lessened.

I felt more relieved.

I thought I was happily moving on.

Until i saw HER.

She was perfect.

Her hair looked like a work of art, created by the best hairstylist in the world.

Her face as flawless.

Her body was a perfect hourglass shape.

She walked as though she was the best model on the catwalk.

Obviously he wouldn't like me.

Unlike her, I was just an average teenaged girl.

If I knew what was going to happen next, I would have left as soon as i saw her.

She catwalked right over to him and pressed her crusty, s****y lips against his beautiful, soft ones.

I felt the pain from weeks ago come back to haunt me.

I turned away and walked toward my friends' lockers.

Did I really think I had a chance with him?

"____ are you ok?" my best friend asks me.

"I will be...soon" I reply

But in my mind, i doubt that I ever will be okay after this....

Author's Note

Part 3