The Red Sparkled Book (Ch2)

Monday, Feb.4 -- Geometry Class, Block 11

Oh God. I cannot believe what happened this morning. This is completely unbelievable. This morning started out horrible.. but it has some what redeemed itself.2

I walked into school and apparently someone very rude was behind me. That very rude person would be none other than my ex boyfriend.3

I broke up with him exactly 18 days ago. Why is he still acting so immature? He pushed my books onto the ground.. and then just WALKED away! How could he? That would be the most ridiculous thing that I have ever seen or been apart of in my life.4

I have never been mean to him. I was even kind when I broke up with him! How does he return the favor? By pushing all of my books out of my hands and just walking away. (Which by the way really reminds me to sew the backpack I have up so I can use it until I buy a new one.) The only rude thing I've ever done to him is gave him a nickname.. and that is what I shall call him. His name is offically Lucifer. I believe it's quite fitting.5

You see, Lucifer and I dated exclusively for a year and fifty seven days. I think before the fifty seven days we were doing okay, honestly. Right after our one year anniversary things went right down the crapper. All in one day.6

Mutual friends of ours had broken up. How lucky they broke up on our one year anniversary. Their break up really freaked Lucifer out. After their break up, Lucifer started claiming that our relationship had problems and that we never talk about them. Excusez-Moi! He had never mentioned a single problem, complaint, or crisis to me before in the relationship. Never in a whole year's time span. I thought we were perfect together. He should have checked that move before he made it.7

I broke up a month or two later because I was so tired of hearing him complain about things and not do anything about them. He was so worried about breaking up that I had no choice BUT to break up with him. I was so sick of trying to make him happy while I neglected myself; and then he claims I was always selfish and unthoughtful. What an idiot. If he had spoken more than 5 paragraphs to me the whole relationship we would have done alright.8

Before I broke things off I told him that I needed one day to be by myself and think about if it was worth trying to fix. One year and fifty seven days is a lot of time to be with just one person. Would trying to mend problems make things better? Or would it just be wasting my time?9

He bugged me the whole day. He even called me immature for wanting a days' break. This kind of set me off and I told him that I didn't want to talk to him the rest of the day and he should just leave me alone. Of course unless he wanted to make things worse. (And of course he did.)10

At the end of the day after fourth block, I met up with him in the hallways. I texted him in fourth block and told him that we should break up. He asked me in the halls if it was really what I wanted. I of course said yes and gave him one final hug. I left his sorry ass crying in the hallways. At least I can say I tried. I have nothing to feel bad over.. even if I was his first girlfriend.11

He has cried a lot to our once 'mutual' friends. Apparently they've turned against me even though one was saying it would be good to break up with him. Go figure. Lucifer has also turned into a real jerk as I remain as friendly and I can be. One day he'll become a man and own up to his problems. Oh well. Anyways.12

As Lucifer was walking away, a very tall, muscular, dark guy approached me. He had the most gorgeous silver eyes I had ever seen. He leaned down, picked up all of my books and gave me a smile as he put them in my hands.13

"I saw what happened. What the hell is that guy's problem? Did you say something to him outside that set him off?"14

His long black hair sort of shined in the cheap school lights as he spoke to me. I hope I wasn't drooling or something. I know I had to have looked like a complete dork gazing over him like he was some sort of angel.15

Snapping back to reality I rolled my eyes, "That would be my ex-boyfriend. No, I didn't say anything to him outside. He's just upset because we broke up."16

His silver eyes fixed on a figure glaring at us from behind a locker and then focused again on me. "I see. You shouldn't associate yourself with assholes like that. No one should."17

At this point thoughts were racing through my head. Where did this gorgeous sensible guy come from? He obviously is not from around here. That one is for sure. He isn't rude or acne prone. He may be my guardian angel; ha, I wish.18

As I was trying hard not to stare into his eyes and contemplating what to say to him next, the warning bell rang. This disappointed me; beyond belief.19

I rearranged my books in my hands quickly while attempted not to make myself look like a fool, "Um drat. I have to go. Thank you for helping me with my books. It was nice to meet you--"20

He filled in the sentence, "Grayer. My name is Grayer. You can call me Gray if you'd like."21

I smiled, "Nice to meet you, Gray. See you around."22

/As if we will ever see each other again./23

I turned around and sped off to where I am now. Geometry class. Where half of the class is asleep and the teacher is singing praises of acute, obtuse, and straight angles. How people enjoy math I shall never know.24

I'm sitting here wondering who Gray really is and where he came from. Will I ever see him again? I doubt it. He's possibly a senior or college guy that came to drop a sibling off. I can always hope fromt he best. I plan on hoping a lot.25

Oh god. Classwork. Now everyone has to wake up. I suppose I should make an effort, for my GPA's sake.26

GEOMETRY NOTES:
OBTUSE: LARGER THAN 180 DEGREES (obese; large)
ACUTE: SMALLER THAN 90 DEGREES (a cute; small)27