"A HEARTBROKEN BOY MEETS A BROKEN GIRL."
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After finding his girlfriend,of three years, hal...
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I'M NERVOUS.
As I drove to school, I tried to keep myself calm.
I hope she says yes.
I parked my car in the parking lot, and I turned my car off. I grabbed my phone from the passenger seat, and I opened my message app.
I scrolled until I found her contact, and I clicked on it. I was so happy when she gave me her number so we could schedule a study session for Thanksgiving break.
Campbell West
I texted, I have a question to ask you.
A few moments later, she responded.
Okay. Shoot.
Well, I want to ask you in person. I texted back.
Okay, the boys and I are almost at the school.
Alright, I'll be waiting by my car. I replied.
Okay.
I opened my social media, trying to keep myself busy so I won't pass out from anxiety.
And that's when I saw it.
Maya posted a picture with the guy I found her with in New York City, and the caption said; My entire world.
I totally forgot that I followed her because I usually don't go on social media.
For some odd reason, jealousy and anger went through me.
I took a deep breath, and I kept telling myself that I shouldn't care since she cheated on me.
But it still stung.
I shut off my phone, throwing it in my school bag.
That's when I saw Elliot's truck pulling into the parking lot. I got out of my car, throwing my bag over my shoulder.
Elliot walked off, and I walked over to them with a fake smile.
"Hey, guys," I said, catching Campbell's attention.
"Hey, Brent," Nick said, and we high-fived each other.
"Ready for the game tonight?" I asked as I ran a hand through my hair.
"Yeah. I'm going to go talk to coach, but I'll see you guys in homeroom," Nick said, walking away.
Campbell looked at me with a shy smile.
"So, what's your question?" Campbell asked me, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.
Here goes nothing.
"I was wondering if you would like to wear my letterman jacket tonight? It's a tradition when we have an away game. The girls are going to be wearing theirs," I explained, quickly, trying to keep my anxiety down.
