What I've done

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A little story about two friends that like the same guy and what happens to them as life forces them to move on.

Submitted: March 23, 2008

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Submitted: March 23, 2008

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"You can't be serious!" Katie said as we walked to the bus loop to meet Brent, as we always did after school. "I bet I can make you laugh at anything."

"Yea right. I bet that you can't. Tickling me does not count!" I said pretty loud. Brent looked at both of us walking to him and smiled.  He had short, spiky brown hair. He was as thin as every girl wishes to be but he had muscle. He was unbelievably smart and sometimes you just think, "What the heck dude! Why are you so smart?"

"Laney, You can't do that. Laugh or not!" Katie said. We pulled up next to Brent and continued to talk about this bet. He just sat there, listening.

"Okay. Here is what we do. Call the bet off." I smiled. My hair was a blackish color, although earlier in this school year I had blonde highlights. My hair was long but I had curly hair which made it look shorter than it really was. I dressed in all black sometimes but I like to add color to myself, dark colors. 

Katie was one of those girls that wouldn't express things at first. You would have to befriend her and learn to love her just the way she was, which by the way isn't too hard. She had long straight hair, that would end just below her breast. Her hair was a light brownish color. She had beautiful features. Beyond the look of the girls nowadays.

"So. Whatcha doing here Brent?" I said, rocking back in forth. He looked up and smiled.

"Nothing really, just waiting for my mom to pick me up." He said. 

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I thought back to after school. Talking to Brent meant different things to different people. For instance, his friends probably didn't care about talking to him as much as I did. He actually matters to me, and that is something I cannot control about myself. Throughout this year, I've developed feelings for him. I didn't tell anyone though. But now I had to tell someone. Someone close to me, someone I talked to every night.

"Jake, I have to tell you something."

"Sure go ahead."

"I don't know how to say this but," I paused. Not knowing how to continue this. "But I like Brent."

"Oh."

"I'm really sorry! I just can't control h-"

"How you feel. I know. Don't worry about it."

He took it very well. Jake, you see, is someone very close to me. We have liked, or maybe even loved each other for more than a year.  But he is one grade above me. I don't see him much and it's very hard to still have feelings to someone that is so far away. We used to see each other every day! But now it's just so hard.

Later that night when i finished talking to Jake, I got on AOL and began to talk to Katie.

XxBbyloverxX: Hey!
Cooliogurl42: Wuzzup?
XxBbyloverxX: Nothing much. You?
Cooliogurl42: Same here. I read your poem. Who are they about?
XxBbyloverxX: Oh. Umm. I have to talk to you about that.
Cooliogurl42: Then talk.
XxBbyLoverxX: Okay. Well...I kinda sorta like Brent. I can't control how I feel and I don't want to like him but...
Cooliogurl42: Oh so. That's what the love poem is about?
XxBbyloverxX: Yea...
Cooliogurl42 has signed off.

I didn't know why she had signed off, but she had and that confused me more than her not saying bye.

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"I don't know what to say but I like Brent too. That's why I signed off when you said that." Katie said to me the next day.

"Oh."

"Yea."

I didn't know what happened next but it did. Over the next week or so, Brent found out that both Katie and I liked him. He didn't feel weird, or so he said, but Katie and I handled the news differently. I was sad. I didn't want him to know but he did, and I moved on. Katie, on the other hand, cried. She shut herself off. I couldn't even get through to her. She put it into her head that he didn't care about her. She began to write poems saying how she felt controlled and how she almost love him. I didn't know what to do. But I think that ever since I told her that I liked him, she completely shut herself off. I didn't know what to do with her. Days went by without her getting on AOL or anything. I felt that I was moving away from her.

"Katie. You have to listen to me. He does care about you."

"No he doesn't."

"I'm trying to help you."

"Well don't."

I got up. I'm tired of this shit. I know that she was sad that he found out that she liked him but now it's just getting old. I mean, he found out that I liked him too but I'm not still crying over it. I began to give up on her. I can't even begin to say the hatred I began to feel in my heart. I didn't know what to do with her anymore.

That night I got on AOL to find that she was on as well.

Cooliogurl42: I'm going to talk to him alone.
XxBbyloverxX: Okay.
Cooliogurl42: I just need to talk to him.
XxBbyloverxX: Okay.
Cooiogurl42: Okay. I'm glad that you understand.
XxBbyloverxX: Okay. 
Cooiogurl42: I g2g
Cooliogurl42 has signed off.

She began to get me mad. But I understood. Have I been hurting her? I didn't know what to think and what not to think anymore.

That night I was on my bed, thinking. I didn't know what to say or what to do. But tomorrow she was going to talk to him. How could I tell her that I was jealous? That I really did like him. How could I tell her that I felt that she was wrong when she would tell me that she liked him more. How could she like him more when it was I that would see him every class because I had every single class with him. How could I tell her that she was wrong when she said that?

That night I cried, thinking of what I would do. Of what I wanted to do. And the only reason I would think such horrible things was because I liked him.

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As I walked,  I never really thought that my friend is what made my life so hard. That she killed me inside, that she didn't even know it. But as I continued to think, I couldn't think about that hate that I wanted to feel for her, but the love I have always had. This is what I've brought onto her, what I've done. But I continued to walk until I saw her sitting with him, talking. I didn't know what she was saying but I knew she was talking about her 'love' for him. She looked up and saw me. I felt her eyes bore into me.

"What are you doing here Laney?" She asked as I pulled closer to them.

"Well, I'm not totally sure."

"Go away Laney. I told you that I wanted to talk to him today."

"Okay. Well I'll sit over there and wait." I said.

"Laney, you fatty piece of shit! I told you that I was going to talk to him  today!" She semi-screamed.

I looked up at her, seeing the anger in her eyes. I knew that I wasn't the thinnest girl but I never thought that my best friend would call me fat. I looked at Brent, I saw him looking at her with suprise. Everyone looked at us, Katie and I. She was standing now. 

"Now go like I told you to do!" She yelled.

I looked into her eyes, once more. I turned on my heel and walked away. I could've called her something horrible like she had done to me. But in my mind I thought that I would never do that. 

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I got on AOL and saw nobody was really on. Katie was but I wasn't going to talk to her. Then I get a new I.M.

CoolDude359: Laney?
XxBbyloverxX: Yes. May I ask who this is?
CoolDude359: Well. Yea. It's me Brent. I just thought about what Katie said after school. I thought that was really mean.
XxBbyloverxX: Yep.
CoolDude359: I mean overall. I think you are pretty. I think that you are sweet and nice and NOT fat.
XxBbyloverxX: Uh-huh.
CoolDude359: I just wanted to say that to you. So you knew.
XxBbyLoverxX: Yep. 
CoolDude359: Well, that's all. I should go. Bye bye Laney.
XxBbyloverxX: Adios Brent.
CoolDude359 has signed off.

I thought about a lot of things since then. It didn't matter what happened anymore. I slept that night, soundlessly. No dream that I remember.  Nothing major happened. I began to distance myself from Katie. Brent talked to me more during classes. And he even became a very good friend to me. 

Life moved on just like I did. Katie came up to me one day and began to talk to me against my will.

"Laney. I know it's been a while since I've talked to you but, I'm really sorry about what I said."

"Uh-huh."

"I know, You probably don't want to talk to me. That was wrong of me to say to you. You've always been there for me. I'm just really sorry."

"Yea."

"Are you ever going to talk to me again?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure."

Katie looked at me as I looked at my locker. She then turned and walked away. Things happen and I knew that. I shouldn't think harshly about what she had done to me, although it was about the rudest thing anyone has every said to me. We all just have to learn from our mistakes. 

"Katie." I called. She was just about to leave the locker room.

"Yea?"

"I forgive you."

She smiled and ran over to me and hugged me. I guess sometimes life just gets in the way of what truly matters. Love can't be something that happens over night. And although Katie and I went through our differences. I still loved her.

I know now that Life can't be a puzzle, forcing pieces to fit together. But what happens happens and that is something beyond our control.

(If this is a little confusing, I am really sorry. This story is something that happens over a couple of months.)



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