Just Friends This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Final class of the day; I’m almost done. I’ve managed to avoid him for the majority of the day, somehow escaping his attempts at conversation. Always somewhere to go, something to do. Sorry, no time to chat. If I can just stay out of sight for the next fifteen minutes, I’ll be home free.

Rushing into the crowded hall, I push through the swarm of buzzing students. I fight against the flow of bodies, the warm crush that threatens to overwhelm me. Desperate, I keep shoving, longing to reach the safety and quiet of my locker. I’m almost there, just a bit further. Finally I’ve made it, and he’s nowhere in sight.

I open my locker and lean into it, sighing with relief, when I see him. I straighten up, hurriedly shoving everything into that tiny metal box, but my hands aren’t cooperating. My nerves are making me shake, disconnecting my mind from the rest of my body. I struggle to remove myself from the impending situation, but as I start to spring away, he grabs my arm and says, “Now can I talk to you?”

And that’s when my heart sinks. My stomach starts to churn and I know nothing will be the same again.

Somehow I always knew it would come down to this moment. A silent showdown in some empty hallway, the echo of slamming lockers long since faded, but the shouts of students still lingering in the air. He stares at me, expectantly, awaiting an answer. I look at my feet, purposely not listening, not looking at him. I don’t want to hear it, don’t want to see him proclaim his love. It makes no difference; it doesn’t change the situation.

I’ve known him since first grade. I’ve seen him pick his nose and suck at kickball; I watched him grow six inches like a beanstalk and, with all the grace of a newborn calf, give himself a concussion on a shower head. We’ve been friends for what seems like always, but never ventured anywhere beyond that. To be honest, it never occurred to me that he could someday be more than a friend.

“Did you hear me? I said I like you. I like you a lot.”

Don’t say that. Anything but that. Talk to me about the weather, how horrible Mrs. Matthews is with her evil calculus equations. Even sports would be better, (and you know how much I hate sports). Just don’t say those words. Why would you say something that could irreversibly change our friendship?

“I’ve liked you for so long. Didn’t you know?”
Yes, of course I knew. I’m not stupid. I was – I don’t know – I guess I was hoping it was just a crush. Something fleeting, a passing fancy. Puppy love, if you must, but apparently not.

“Say something, anything.”

You don’t mean that, not really. I know what you’re hoping to hear, what you want me to say. I can’t and I won’t. I look at you and I see a brother, a friend, not a boyfriend. I don’t think anything could ever change that in my mind.

Everyone knew we’d end up here. That’s the rub. The whole freaking world probably knew that sooner or later we would clash at opposite ends of the spectrum. My parents, my friends. Hell, even your parents and friends knew it. They told me it was cruel to lead you on, but I never meant to. I never meant for it to go this far; it just never seemed like the right time to say, “Hey, we’ll always be best friends.” I never, ever wanted to hurt you; I just didn’t want to let you go.

I’ve deluded myself for years, lived in denial for so many summers, and now it’s senior year and you’ve finally found the courage to tell me how you feel. I’d love to blame you for this awkwardness, accuse you of letting this non-relationship charade drag on over the years. But truthfully, it’s my fault that we’ve reached this point, and I have to make things right.
I take a deep breath. This is it.

“Yeah. Me too.”

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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AbigailSolorzano said...
Sept. 10, 2011 at 10:18 am
I enjoyed reading this story. It shows a lot of great emotions.
Jayanna said...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 8:39 pm
Really good :) Love the ending:) , do you think you could read some of my stuff? but other than that keep writing :)
LilLover5-15 said...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 3:45 pm
Love it!!!!!!!!
Flashlevitation This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 12:28 pm
writerfreak21231 said...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 11:16 am
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Journalizedandbonefied said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 10:26 pm
This reminds me of the sittuation that i'm in... but I'll never like him that way
SabrinaAnnFaith replied...
Aug. 8, 2011 at 11:58 am
Same here, I was in almost the exact situation, except I'll never like him like that.  But this captured the feelings so well!
writerfreak21231 said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 5:13 pm
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writerfreak21231 replied...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 5:18 pm
This reminds of a friend but its the other way around :)
LifeWrite This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 4:10 pm
I absolutely love your writing style--the end kind of surprised me, which I liked. Keep writing! =D
Peyton(: said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 9:47 am

This story was absolutely great to read! I love how it can relate to so many people, as well as me(: 

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Whisperer said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 8:56 am
this piece is amazing. i can actually feel how this person is feeling. and i know the outcome of what might happen in a situation like this. this piece captures everything she felt in just a matter of minutes. it's INSPIRING.
GittaR said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 4:54 am
 This piece made me what to read it until the end. Which is saying something because I can ussualy predict the ending...I did predict...I just didnt predict right. Your descriptiond were so real. I felt like I was watching a short movie rather than reading a short story. The whole thing played out in my head perfectly. And the great thing is you didnt overdetail which so many people do. You are an amazing writer-keep writing! I loved the ending!!! Well Done:):):)
citylightsgirl93 said...
Jun. 25, 2011 at 7:04 pm

this was completely amazing. Honestly, this has to be my favorite piece that i have ever read on this website. I love how you turned the point around, because normall its the girls that feel that way for the guys. fantastic! don't EVER stop writing.

Also, if you wanted to check out some of the stuff I've posted. Definitely check out Miracle, and Unwed Bride. Thanks!

Lola_Black said...
Jun. 25, 2011 at 1:48 pm
Wow, I can definately relate. It seems like most of my guy friends always thought I was leading them on throughout the years. The worst part is how damn persistant they are, you know? I told one friend of mine I was a lesbian, and he still keeps flirting and insisting I'm just bi. It sucks.
RhythmAndRhyme said...
Jun. 25, 2011 at 11:41 am

Oh, my. You just captured the story of my life. This is exactly what had been going on with a friend and me from 1st grade to about the middle of 8th. Always turned him down, though. But it was good for him. I didn't want to break his heart after helping it grow.

That would just mean more pieces to pick up.

sheashea said...
Jun. 25, 2011 at 11:40 am
it's like the story of what happened between me and my best friend i loved him just not like that it didn't work well in the end he won't even look at me and it kills me beause i miss him so much i will most likely never tell him how much i miss him
MidnightSol said...
Jun. 3, 2011 at 10:07 pm
When I said it reminded me of a friend of mine, I didn't mean that's all he ever was to me.  It just didn't work out this time around.  Maybe later, when we're older, love won't burn out so quickly.  Lord, i miss him, but I'd never tell him that.  My pride won't let me. 
merryMari said...
Jun. 3, 2011 at 1:52 pm
I loved it!  This reminds me of a friend of mine.  It was well written. 
BookFreak14 said...
Jun. 3, 2011 at 10:33 am
WOW... That was just Wonderful... Keep writing... You are a great writer:)
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