Avery

I had to leave, I just had to get away.

My luck seemed to be getting better. The last days of school had gone by fairly well. I avoided both Preston and Linda, though.

I had broken up with Preston, but whenever I saw him, my mouth still watered and my heart sped up thrice it's normal beat.

I knew very well I wasn't over him yet, but I had to try. My dreams were still haunted by my ex.

Right now, I was packing up my clothes into a suitcase. My family was moving.

I was moving to the other side of town. And that meant a new school. Which meant no Preston. I stopped stuffing things into my case at that thought.

My heart ached for him. I wanted him so, so bad. I sat down, thinking about the many times I'd tried to impress Preston (which was basically every second of the day), and all the times I'd made a fool of myself.

Like the day we broke up. I acted like a total idiot. I should have listened to him, and thought it over. I stumbled to the wall, and pressed my back against it.

Tears glistened in the corners of my eyes. I took out my cell, and stared at my background pic. It was one of Preston and me, with our arms around each other, laughing and smiling.

I curled up, biting my lip.

"Oh, Preston..."