ROSE

43. Grace

R O S A B E L L A
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The following week was so bizarre. It was Thursday. Finally, it's almost the weekend. I would wake up, get coffee, write, go to college, do my midterms then go home study a little then go to work if I have any then go home study some more then go to sleep. I was busy which helped me a lot to not think. It was running from my problems but that's how I always do.

We would run into each other in the corridors but we would walk by and pretend we never met, pretend we are strangers. It happened several times and I tried as hard as I could to get used to it because it will happen for the rest of the year. I was also glad that next week was off and I will have a whole week that is empty, without worrying to run by him. At the same time, I feared to be alone with my thoughts just because I don't trust my lonely time.

I should have never let him in from the beginning anyways. This isn't a fairytale; the good girl, the bad guy falling in love and making everything work out. This is real life, this is the reality. That type of love only exists in TV shows or movies or in books.

I sighed and walked out of class with Dylan. We both finished at the same time the midterm. I honestly don't know how I did. I never know. It was like my body became a machine that is working on its own with no brain, I wasn't thinking at all.

"How was it?" Dylan asked.

"Good." I lied. I don't know if I did good or bad. It was what it was.

"Doesn't look like it." He teased but I was obviously not in the mood. He knew. He knew everything but he never brought it up and I was grateful. I opened my locker to place the books that I don't need and take the books for the exam tomorrow. I only have one day to finish a whole class study. Great, more busy time. "You don't look healthy, Bella." He told me.

"Is that you telling me in a nice way that I look bad?" I smirked or maybe I didn't. I don't know.

"No," he giggled, trying to lighten the mood. I was fine. I was completely fine. I just need to stay busy. "I think you should go out and have some fun." He told me.

"I have midterms now. When I finish I'll think about that." I said, smiling, shutting my locker and getting ready to leave.

I have to type down my article to send tomorrow and I was still searching for a topic to talk about. I made a cup of coffee and sat on the balcony for the first time in so long. Maybe here I will be able to write. It was a little chilly but I enjoyed it. I grabbed my laptop...the laptop Anthony gave... and opened it to start working. I stared at the white paper on the screen for so long, many hours and I had nothing to write. Everything I think about somehow links back to Anthony and I don't want to write about him.

I sighed and let the laptop down. Maybe I just need to think about something else. Anything else. I need to get out of here. Everything reminds me of him, even the laptop I was holding. I know I have a midterm tomorrow and I have an article to finish but that couldn't cross my mind when it was just hunted by memories with him and images of his face, his smile, his eyes, everything.

I grabbed my phone and called Rita.

"Hey, let's go out. You, me, Tia and Noah." I told her.

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I giggled. Noah was a really funny person. He was also really talented. He told us that he plays guitar and invited us to go see him and his band at the bar he plays at. He says that the bar is his friend's father. I agreed way too quickly but I didn't regret it.