High School Romance.

Ariel, an image of a red-headed mermaid poped into your head, didn't it? Well, that's kind of me. A fiery red head and look alike to Molly Quinn. I just started high school (oh joy.) and I'm so not used to it. What happened to small schools? Oh well, but, I can't really complain. And all of my classes are fairly easy, and every single one of them I share with the most random guy, football jersey number 13. That's what I call him, thirteen. And I think I like him... like, LIKE LIKE him... and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way about me...


65. Epilouge.

"Another loner girls party I say!" I declaired as I sat down on Stephanie's couch next to her. I popped the lid off my serving sized portion ice cream tub I held in my hand.

"Hear hear!" She said with a sigh as she started to dig into hers.

We were at Stephanie's house while most people were at the high school homecoming dance. It had been a year since Ryan and I parted ways... I missed him a lot... but I tried to not let that get in my way.

"So why didn't you go to homecoming?" Stephanie asked me.

"Because Robert didn't ask me like I planned." I said with a sigh.

"Oh. He went with Brianna, right?"

"Ugh. Don't remind me. Why didn't you go?"

"Because I hate all men ever since Nathan broke up with me."

"Oh, that's right. What about One Direction?"

"Okay that's not fair. You know that's totally different." She said quickly.

I laughed and we went back to watching Psych, one of Stephanie's favorite shows.

"You miss him, Ryan, don't you?" Stephanie asked after a while.

I sighed. "Yeah..."

"You still talk to him, right?"

"On occasion, yes."

"Does he ever ask if you still like him?"

"A few times, yeah."

"What do you do?"

"Easy, I lie."

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