Forbidden Love

For the Heartbroken Writing Competition


1. Monday-Teen Night

           You're almost through another day. She told herself as she entered the teen center, the only home she felt she had. Dropping her things, she braced herself as she entered the room. She knew there'd be screams of excitement as she entered, but for once she wasn't so excited about the fact. The screams pierced her ears as she entered the room.

"Hey, Amanda!" One of her friends.

"What's up, girl?!" Another. 

"I've been waiting for you!" she layered on her fake excitement and greeted them all as they directed her to the couch where the group was sitting. As soon as she sat down, she was greeted by whispers from other girls catching her up on the latest gossip. As they talked she forced herself to smile and laugh at all the appropriate times, yet she felt nothing. She rarely did.

                  Suddenly, so suddenly that she almost didn't notice, the conversation died down as a door slammed shut. "Who's that?" She wondered.

           All the normal attendants were already there and Teen Night had already started. Before she could come up with anything two people walked in, looking slightly nervous, but covering it surprisingly well. A boy with jet black hair and cold blue eyes that could only remind her of winter looked her direction, before looking to what she could only assume was his brother. That was weird. She turned to look at his brother, and was surprised to see him looking back. He stared at her for a while, and she felt her cheeks redden. It was as if his chocolatey brown eyes were staring deep into her soul, and she began feeling something she couldn't describe inside. Ducking her head she looked away, cursing herself. She must of looked like a fool she thought. Yet, she couldn't shake the longing to feel that warmth again. 

          "Well, hello there," said the pastor, breaking the awkward silence. She felt the boy's eyes shift off her. He cleared his throat.

"Hello, sir." He held out is hand for a shake, and then continued. "I'm Zack, and this is my brother Nathan. We've just moved here from Montana."

"Well, welcome to Maine," Reverend John continued. "May I ask what brings you here?"

Nathan piped up, "Our family has been searching for a teen group for us to attend and we've heard this is the best one around."

"In which case, please make yourself at home. Here, let me introduce you to a few people." With that she John directed them to the other side of the room where some guys were playing pool, out of Amanda's earshot.

    "O-M-G, they're so cute!!!" Rosa whispered to the group. The rest agreed and began talking about them. But she just stared at Zack from underneath her hair. His name kept running through her mind, like a summer breeze through her hair. She hadn't felt like this in months. She had barely felt anything for months.

"Um, Amanda?" She was jolted from her gaze.

"What are you staring at?"

"Nothing!" She dropped her gaze quickly, hoping they didn't notice, but it was too late.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Amanda has a crush!!!" Exclaimed Julia.

"Which one is it? Whispered Marta.

"Yeah! Zack or Nathan?" Said Amelia, a little too loudly. Amanda began to feel the room spin.

"Neither!" She barked, jumping off the couch. She would admit to nothing, she thought as she ran from the room.

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