Chapter Seven
Kylen
It’s too early to get up for school, but I can’t fall back asleep.
Tossing and turning for what seems like hours hasn’t happened to me for some time.
I guess not since the whole camp thing. While I don’t want to think about it or Raven anymore, it seems like my brain refuses to listen.
The only thing I can do is busy myself with other things until I truly get over her. Which means, video games.
Beck’s on the bed near the door while I’m on the one near the window. His snores are so loud it can wake the dead. But at least he can sleep. He hasn’t been awake for hours wondering how he’ll get through the semester with a girl who doesn’t want anything to do with him.
Pushing my covers aside, I get out of bed and go to the bathroom. Then I throw on a pair of sweats and make my way to the rec room.
The best thing about coming here so early is that I’ll have the entire place to myself. No one will fight for the game consoles or the arcades. It’ll be just me, the games, and hopefully no thoughts of Raven.
The building is pretty warm despite the cold February weather.
They do a very good job at keeping everything toasty.
I can’t say the same for my old school. It was an all-guy school, but we didn’t dorm like we do here.
Coming to HBA and going to school with girls wasn’t that hard because I went to a regular school for elementary and middle school.
It was weird at first to attend an all-guys school because sharing classes with girls is always better. But I got used to it.
The education was on a high level, which is why my grandparents enrolled me there, but it has nothing on HBA.
The rec room door is closed, which is normal because no one comes here this early. I really can’t wait to have this place all to myself.
I push the door open and am about to head to one of the arcades, but I stop dead in my tracks when I find someone by Skee-Ball. Her blonde hair falls over her face, so it’s hard to see who she is, but I don’t have to be a genius to figure it out.
Raven seems determined as she throws the balls to try to beat the high score. Most of the time it’s impossible because this game is very popular and the score is at such a ridiculously high number. But I really admire her tenacity.
As I watch her, I can’t help the sad smile that crawls onto my face. If things were different, would I be here at HBA as her boyfriend?
If she wouldn’t have ignored the letter I wrote to her, would we be as obsessed with each other as we were back then?
The weeks following camp, I tore myself up over that letter. In it, I apologized for messing everything up and I tried to explain how I felt about her. I spent many hours on it, pouring my heart out to her.
Why didn’t she respond to it? I know for sure that she got it, so the fact that she ignored it made me realize she wasn’t interested in me anymore. And that really hurt me.
For the next few days, I tried to talk to her, but she kept avoiding me.
Wouldn’t even look my way, like she was disgusted with me.
Then camp ended and we went our separate ways.
I waited for her to contact me, since I left my information in the letter and asked her to keep in touch.
But months passed and I didn’t hear a word from her.
I realized we were completely over. That she hadn’t felt about me as strongly as I felt about her.
Because if she had, she would have fought for us.
Blinking those thoughts away, I decide I should leave. This is Raven’s space right now. She got here first, and I don’t want to make her uncomfortable.
Since I can’t play the games and I don’t want to return to my room, I go for a walk. The weather is cold, but it doesn’t bother me as I take a stroll around campus.
I shouldn’t have come here. If I knew she felt that strongly about me, I would have never set foot in here.
But I can’t transfer out because the education here could open many doors for me. And also, I don’t want to be ungrateful to my previous principal for specifically choosing me to attend. It looks like I’ll just have to bear it for the next year and a half.