I was against the white wall along with Eric, while I watched him check out the watch on his wrist, more than once. He was a friend of mine. We met six months ago thanks to Bella. He is a really good person and he really cares about me and our friendship, but sometimes he gets annoying. He likes to joke around and sometimes his jokes are not that friendly. But besides that, he's a good friend and you can trust him...sometimes.

''What are you up to?'' I asked, as he checked his watch again. Really curious.

He looked up to me. ''I'm just waiting for someone.'' He took his cellphone out of his pocket and it took him seconds to check out what was on it. He put it back.

''Oh.'' I took a deep breath and looked at my surroundings. I noticed couples kissing and friends laughing with each other. And then I saw Sam, walking with his best friend. His hair was longer and he seemed to have gained a bit of weight. It's been months that he hasn't showed up around the campus, I thanked him for that. It gave me time to get over him, the remained feelings and the ruins of our relationship. Sam was really caring with me, but his feelings for me were lost after he found a girl who was easy on opening her legs, it's okay since they've been together ever since. No grudges. I came to learn that just because someone understands you in a deeper level, doesn't mean you are meant to be. It takes way more than that and I thank him for showing me that, because when he left me, I learned a lot about life and relationships and how loving the other person's flaws is important. I used to think I was in love with him, but I wasn't. Because I feel like when you fall in love, it never really goes away. Now I just feel ignorant about those feelings I shared and I now believe I used to be blind during the whole relationship. Not because of his looks, simply because we are so different and I never saw it.

I started to feel a little sick to my stomach, it was like that with him. After the breakup, a lot of rumors about him came rushing in and I always defended him. I always talked good about him, until someone told me he used to talk crap about me. He said I was too immature for him and how he was planning on breaking up with me for days, but never got the courage since he didn't want to hurt me. He told me the reason why he was breaking up with me, was because he got bored, when the truth was...he met that girl. Lies, I hate lies. And he lied right to my face, how can that be so easily to forget?

''There goes Sam,'' Eric said, pointing at him. ''Did you guys end up on good terms?''

''I don't even know, sometimes I try to believe it was for the best, but then I see him kissing his girlfriend's lips and I wonder what I did wrong.'' I stared blankly at him, he was standing a few feet away from us and when he turned to look our way, I looked down. Avoiding eye contact was something I was good at, because such thing makes me cringe. But, I really didn't want him to catch me staring at him.

''I still don't get what you saw in him.'' His eyebrows were furrowed, as he didn't let his sight away from him.

''He was,'' I paused. ''Is,'' I corrected, clearing my throat. ''Different and whenever I felt down, he was there to make me feel better. He's a good person, people just want to believe he isn't.''

''He's not blessed on the looks department.''

''So what?'' I glanced at Eric, a little bit bothered by his comment. ''His personality was the thing that made me fall in love with him,'' I said adding quotation marks with my fingers to the 'fall in love' part. ''The rest was utterly irrelevant.'' I nodded, looking away from him and directly toward Sam, but he was already gone. I couldn't stop thinking about Eric's superficial comment. There were many reasons why I liked Sam and yes, he wasn't good looking, but sometimes it's good to see past that. Yes, it's also true that us humans tend to see the looks first, but it doesn't kill anyone to look past that. I did, it didn't turn out good but it taught me something and as long as something teaches you something, then it's okay. Because if you are not learning, why are you living?

''Hey man, what's up?'' Matt Galdieri was here, greeting Eric. Fist pumping each other. I knew they were friends, but why in hell was he here. Oh my God. I started to think of words to say, but my mind was completely blank.

''I'm heading to class, dude.'' Matt stated. His voice was ringing in my ears and it made my knees go weak. I pretended he wasn't here, because I was feeling my cheeks burning red and I didn't want him to look at me that way.

''Hey, she's Lily, a friend of mine.'' Eric said, touching my shoulder, trying to catch my attention. I eyed Matt and his smile was all over his lips, I smiled too.

''Yes, we have class together.'' I stated shyly looking away from his eyes.

''You going today?'' He asked and I nodded. ''Let's go then, it's getting late.'' He started walking, pointing the way out and I just smiled, I didn't know what else to do. We reached a door, and he was such a gentleman, he opened it for me and walked behind me. I waited for him, dying to keep a long conversation with him and not just small talk about the weather and home works. Boring. We were walking really close to each other and the scent of cigarette woke my smelling senses. This meant two things: 1. He smoked or 2. He was spending time with people who smoked. Either one was completely irrelevant, it didn't made him less than the person he truly was.

''So, how's your day so far?'' I asked, slightly looking at him.

The sound of a group of girls giggling, caught my attention. ''So far it's been good, I've been busy with some family stuff and homework, but it's all cool,'' He cleared his throat. ''Yours?'' I looked back at him. His eyes were closing small, due to the sun rays hitting on his face.

''Uh,'' I scratched my forehead, overthinking my words. ''I'm really tired and I really need some sleep.'' I chuckled and smiled, while I caught him looking at me. His honey color eyes pierced into my dull brown eyes and I could feel my cheeks blushing.

''You look okay to me,'' He chuckled. ''I mean, you don't look tired, at all.'' What a sweetheart. I chuckled after him.

''Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment.'' I looked at him, and he was already having his eyes on me. A smile formed on my lips and on his too.

''I was hoping you'd take it as one.'' His teeth were showing off, thanks to the curve of his lips. I pressed my lips together, feeling my cheeks turn to some cherry color. We reached the classroom and I noticed Alex was already there, busy checking out her Twitter account.

''Hey, where were you?'' She asked, putting her phone down on the table.

''First, I was with Eric,'' My index finger was being shown, refering to the number one. I sat down on the same seat as everyday, right next to her and right behind Matt. ''And then I came walking to class with Matt.'' I said under my breath. Her jaw dropped and a chuckle escaped my lips.

''Seriously? What did you guys talked about?'' Her voice was low too.

''Just small talk, as usual.'' I made some weird movements with my hands, trying to keep my voice down low. I didn't want him to know we were talking about him.

''Crap.'' She pouted her lips and then our attention was caught by the teacher, who was just entering the classroom. She had the look of someone who had woken up one spring morning to find the birds chirping and butterflies dancing on her rose garden. Her face was so lighten up, and her smile was formed from ear to ear, showing her white teeth. The beginning of the lesson poured out from her lips in a total different way. The dull tone was gone and whenever she spoke, her smile was never gone. Her eyes were full of passion and joy, and I couldn't help but wonder what amazing thing happened to her. Then I focused on her hands, that were being moved in the air and notice a big, shiny rock. A smile formed on my lips after watching how it shined, she was happy, after days of having a frown and a sad face written. It made me feel joyful, she deserved to be happy. Just like everyone in this room.

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I stayed after class hours since I was waiting for one of my friends to finish his soccer practice. I sat on a bench, listening to Bastille's record and waiting for today to be over since my eyelids were heavy and it could only take seconds for me to fall asleep. I watched Felix play soccer, which was his favorite sport. He lived for it.

''Hey.'' A familiar voice reached my ears and as I turned to look at the source, I found Eric's body coming toward me. I mentally moaned, I really wasn't in the mood to talk to him. I just wanted to listen to my music alone, without no one interrupting and now that was going to be completely impossible.

''Sup?'' I asked, in the friendliest of ways. I made some space for him to sit down, right next to me.

''What do you think about Matt?'' I was confused, why is he asking me this? Like was this some kind of trap, maybe Matt already knew that I had some weird attraction toward him and he just wanted to make fun of me for that, or he simply wanted to confirm the facts. But I tried to pretend nothing about him was going on in my mind, not right now or ever. ''Do you think he's cool, as in he's attractive or something?'' He started making some weird movements in the air with his hands, as I focused on the words he was saying.

I furrowed my eyebrows, before processing any words out of my mouth. ''Yeah, he's cool.'' I shrugged, pretending he was sort of irrelevant.

''He thinks you're pretty.'' I blushed. What in hell? This must be a dream or some stupid joke, so I tried to act chill and confident.

''That's awesome.'' My thumbs were up, showing how ''cool'' I was with it. I pressed my lips together, trying to really process what he just said about Matt's thoughts about me.

''Either way, he is with some girl.'' Why do you come to me and tell me Matt Galdieri thinks I'm pretty and then you throw a bomb like this. And it's not news, because I already knew that, but I just didn't want to hear it coming from someone other than me or my best friends. Stupid Eric. Stupid Matt. Stupid girl he likes. Stupid me. Stupid everything.

A nervous chuckle escaped my lips. ''I hope they can last, he's one of the good guys.'' A sigh escaped my lips, as I rolled my eyes and felt relieved after I saw my friend coming toward me. Practice was over and I've never felt so calm before. This means I'll get to avoid awkward conversations about Matt and his girlfriend or whatever the hell she is to him.

Felix approached us, looking straight to me. ''Ready?'' He asked and I nodded.

''Bye, Eric. Talk later.'' I side hugged him and walked next to Felix, who was already walking a few steps ahead of me.

''Is he the guy you like?'' His question surprised me.

''Oh, geez. No.'' I chuckled, I wanted to tell him who was my crush but I didn't want to jinx it and even worse, I didn't want people to know who I liked. Once someone knows, another person does and so the cycle goes on and on. It's not like I don't trust Felix, it's just that it wasn't a huge crush and as I said before, I didn't want to jinx it. We walked toward his car, since he agreed on taking me home after buying McDonalds, because who doesn't love McDonalds? I entered the car and he didn't say anything. He just stared into the window and his eyes were locked into something, but I didn't understand what was keeping his attention away from me.

''Promise me you won't fall for a dick head.''

''I'm not falling in love,'' I paused. ''He doesn't like me back, plus, he has a girlfriend and I won't get between them. Don't worry.'' I placed my hand on his, shyly looking at him.

He glanced at our hands, letting a small smile formed in his lips. ''I'm just looking out for you.'' He started the car and started driving, not glancing at me. His eyes were focused on the road ahead.

''Thank you Felix, I appreciate it.'' I smiled, looking down at my baby blue colored nails. The entire trip was filled with silence, as the view from the window was the only thing I put my eyes on. Something about Felix was weird and I didn't quite understand what was going on. I wanted to tell him about Zach, but I know he'd lecture me about how to stay away from guys like Zach Adams, but I was into the friendly plan. I didn't want a relationship with Zachary, I wanted friendship. I always thought people deserved second chances, because the first chance usually is the one where we know absolutely nothing about and we surely don't know anything about taking caring of other people, that's why I wanted to give him one, because he felt honest and even if he bugged the crap out of me. I was hesitating, to be honest, but I knew that at the end I'd end up giving him the chance, because I knew deep down if it was me I'd love for him to give me one. Who wouldn't?