Love never Lasts

Based on a true story.
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6. Not her (Oscar POV)

 It's so humiliating. The jeers and shouts coming from my class, the faces the dinner ladies pull when we talk out loud about Flora. I guess she's not bad. Okay, what am I saying? She's fun, and bubbly and communicative and not at all like other girls. She's a brunette too! Not that I like her, or anything, I just......don't know what's going on between us.

She hasn't said anything to me. We never talked or said anything to each other, apart from that first day together. I really can't imagine who came up with this. I don't know what she's thinking, but, that awkward day in the maths room felt like the end of my life. We're like strangers being hooked up, but it's funny, because the last time she talked to me, the conversation was negative. Though that message, on the vle.......it felt really real.

I don't really know what to think or say now, but all I'm hoping is that something or the other will happen, because we can't be like this for the rest of our lives. I know she's thinking the same thing, but anyway.

I'm suddenly interrupted by a table tennis ball flying in my direction. I swing my arm, desperately trying to flail it away from me. I obviously miss it, and I can confirm that by the jeers and shouts coming my way.

"Hey, man, what were you thinking? Hit the ball for once!"

I can't concentrate. My head's spinning so fast that I dump the raquet on the table and walk away. I can see her watching me in my head, thinking I'm a weird little French boy when I'm not, I'm just an ordinary person that had a turn in life.

"Hey, Oscar, what's up?" I spin my head around and it's Tammy, this punk tomboy. I guess she's not too bad, in a way. She's got this short black hair and really deep accent which, in a way is friendly. Her style is pretty unique, compared to other girls with neon pink gucci heels and hair slides.

"Oscar, why don't you tell me what's going on?"

I can't tell anyone about it. Especially not Tammy, regarding her bubbly nature.

"You can tell me a secret," she says, reading my mind. "I won't tell anyone."

I sigh. "It's about Flora."

"I knew it!" I say. "Oh, god, tell me! Tell me!"

"Oh, Tammy," I say. "I....I think I'm falling in love with Flora."

 

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