It's a new decade, which means new things. My new year wasn't exactly how I planned it; who would have thought that I and Ricardo would get together!
That morning, he came to my house looking dashing as usual In a black hoodie and grey jeans.
He greeted, shining his pearly whites teeth. It was awkward at first due to none of us talking, it was the first time I saw Ricardo melt while talking to me apart from his family issues.
He confessed to me and told me he was scared of where this would go and how it'd end but he was going to give it a try.
I was also shocked when he said, he felt different for me at first sight. I mentally squeal finding out I didn't fall first.
We went on our first official date on New year's day, holding hands and walking around the city.
After the holidays, we all know what comes in next; school!
I sigh mentally thinking of all the stress I would go through, the text and not to forget, mathematics!!
I didn't hear from Richard nor see him after that day, I was concerned and worried. Those thoughts of whether he liked me still lurked in my mind, did I hurt him?
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"Hey babe," my new favorite voice spoke from behind as he pressed me against my locker keeping his hands on my waist.
He pecks my lip as I smile. "Good morning." I greet, turning over to open my locker and get my books.
"What subject do you have today?" He asks and I tell him English.
After escorting me to my first class, he left to his own.
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I always forget to never get close to Crystal whenever she was pissed off. She keeps rambling and talking fast, complaining and if you ask her in the next five minutes all that she said, she wouldn't remember.
I shake my head as I listen to her talk about ' God knows what!'.
"Have you seen Rich today?" Crystal asked me. She was thrilled when she found out about Ric and I and decided to come clean with Rich but unlucky for her, we have both not seen Rich.
I shrug as she goes back to complaining about what I don't even know about.
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A week passed and still no words from Rich, Ric didn't seem too concerned as whenever I asked, he brought up questions like; Do you like Rich?
Is there still a relationship going on between you two?
Argh! Damn my messed up life. I've tried calling his number but they were all unreachable.
While I sat down besides Rice and Tyler, listening to them chat about competing in a video game and all, I was bothered about my math tests. How much I hate that subject.
I wanted to ask Ric to help but at the same time I was bothered by his reaction. Like I know he wouldn't complain even if I make him teach me the same topic over and over again but it's annoying to me.
I don't want to stress him out.
"So I heard Richard is going to military school?" Tyler asks Ric and Ric shrugs.
"Yes, his parents think that's what is best for him," he says as if it was no big deal. His best friend was leaving and he was speaking this way.
"And did you ask if he was okay with it?" I ask, finally joining in the conversation.
"I don't think he is," Tyler spoke with a blank expression.
"And none of you are doing anything to help?!" I exclaimed. That guy needs attention and he isn't getting any and all his parents come up with is a military school.
"Why are you getting so worked up Liliana?" Ric asked with a confused expression.
I shake my head at their obnoxious attitude, if I can be of help to him I will.
"He doesn't want to be there and none of you are trying to help him, that's why I'm worked up!" I spat out word by word as i take my bag and leave the cafeteria leaving them shock.
I was contemplating on what to do, was that why he went MIA?
what should I do? I'm with Ricardo now and therefore can't help Rich now.
No, no, now is not the time to be selfish lily! You were doing great before, you can still do that now. What do i do?
Argh! I rake my hair with my fingers in frustration.
Suddenly my phone begins to ring, I walk up to my nightstand and see the caller ID. Ricardo!
Shit, I had raised my voice on him just earlier, should I pick it? I pick up my phone contemplating on either to pick or leave it.
I have made my decision and am going to do what I feel is right. Why do I feel like I would be making a big mistake if I take this step? Why does it feel like I could be the hero at the same time?
I changed my outfit into a comfortable Flora dress. I was going to do what Juliana has always taught me.
Sometimes taking risks is for the best, she tells me. Those risks could either favour you or go bad for you but they all add to your experience.
My phone rings again and I see the caller ID, Ricardo.
I stared at the number for a while, my chest tightens as I think of my next step. I hesitated before switching off my phone .