"No, I'm pretty sure it was with Sarah," Nathan said, scratching the back of his head.

I shook my head. "No, Nate. You were with me, but since you're constantly thinking about Sarah, that's probably why you're thinking of her," I teased, shrugging my shoulder.

Nathan and I sat at a random table at work in the break room as we were both on break. I am snacking on some grapes that I had brought while Nathan ate his massive bag of chips.

Nathan smiled awkwardly. "Is it that obvious?" He asked.

I nodded my head, letting out a small giggle.

"I can't help it though she's just so damn amazing and her cute smile and the way she flips her hair the blush that creeps on to her cheeks when she-" he stopped noticing that I was staring at him with a smirk. "Sorry," he hung his head low.

I laughed. "Why don't you ask her out. It's not like you guys haven't gone out before," I said, placing a grape into my mouth.

"Ya, but it was different those times," he said, mouth full of chips.

"How so?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Those times weren't DATES," he yelled and whined.

"I don't understand the difference, but okay. But Nathan, I think Sarah likes you. She'll say yes," I said, giving him a small smile.

Sarah and Nathan have been eying each other since the day they met. I, for one, think they would be a great couple.

Even if they were polar opposite, they got along, and I think they could work.

"So, you think I should ask her out?" He asked.

I nodded my head, placing a hand on his. "You don't have anything to worry about," I smiled.

"Okay fine. I'll ask her out, but if she says no, I'll blame you," he said.

I raised an eyebrow and shrugged my shoulder. "She's not going to say no,"

He smiled.

-

It was already starting to get dark by the time I had finished my shift.

I had told Sarah that I would sleepover at her place since it was the weekend.

And by the time I did get to her place, it was pitch black.

I entered her room after she had kindly let me use her bathroom since I felt gross after work. I put my hair up in the towel, letting it dry.

We ordered some pizza and talked.

"So, what do you think about Nathan?" I asked. Sarah has never mentioned or talked about Nathan to me. But I had noticed the way she looked at him. And I knew she felt something for him in the last month she had met him.

"Nothing," she blushed.

"Come on, Sarah. I don't believe that at all," I tapped her shoulder.

"Nathan is a good friend, and he makes me happy," she said, meeting my eyes. I wide smile spread across my face, and an eyebrow raised. "Is that all?"

"I don't know he makes me feel some type of way," she giggled, tucking a hair behind her ear.

"Aww! You guys would make such a cute couple," I said. I didn't want to tell her Nathan was planning to ask her just because I didn't want to ruin whatever plan he has in asking her out.

"What about you?" She asked.

"What about me?" I shrugged my shoulder.

"I mean, Liam is back, and you haven't said much about that," she said.

"There's nothing to be said, Sarah. I told him to leave me alone," I said.

Since Liam had arrived back, I haven't talked to him. But it wasn't like I had a reason to talk to him either. If anything, I preferred it this way.

The last thing I had said to him was for him to leave me alone, and that's precisely what he was doing.

"You don't feel anything?" She questioned.

"No, why should I," I said to her. I didn't even know if I was telling the truth to her or that I was trying to assure myself of my feelings.

But it made me wonder if I did feel anything. I knew somewhere along the way my heart did betray me and let Liam creep his way in, but after what had happened that night, it was hard to make that piece to do what I have wanted to do finally.

"And you with Luke. You haven't seen him either," I mentioned. Sarah and Luke had a similar relationship to my own with Liam. But it was completely different.

Luke had always been wicked. Even more than Liam. And Sarah suffering through the pain he causes her makes me feel so mad towards him. I didn't want her to be with him; I could never put my friend through the pain he causes her.

"It was the best three weeks of my life since he had left. I didn't have to be afraid for once," she said, playing with the hem of her shirt. "But once he returned, I couldn't explain it. I saw it in his eyes; it feels different. He feels different," she looked up at me.

I tilted my head sideways, looking a little bit confused. "What do you mean different," I asked her.

"To be honest, I have no idea how even to explain it, but he feels somehow like a completely new person," she said. "I don't know. I don't want to talk about him or anyone right now,"

"Ya me too. They already cause us enough trouble, and talking about them will only cause more," I chuckled.

"Agreed," she nodded her head.

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I pulled into my driveway after spending the night at Sarah's. I was beyond tired. But had a good night with Sarah.

Today I had planned to immerse myself in my textbook and notes since we had an important test coming up.

I hopped out of my car, grabbing my bag from the back, and turned to go to my house. But the voices coming from my next-door neighbour made me stop.

I did not want to turn and look. I tried to ignore them and continue to walk back inside my home.

"STORMY FATTY," someone yelled. I had wanted just to ignore them and not even give them a second glance. But despite telling myself not to, I turned.

I was faced by Isaac and Liam smoking their cigarette. Isaac had a cunning smirk plastered onto his lips while Liam looked bored. His one hands stuffed into the pocket of his jacket. His eyes focused on mine.

I tried to look away, but his piercing eyes kept their focus on mine, and I was barely able to move.

"I missed you," Isaac said, pouting. "I haven't been able to mess with anyone over in camp, and since I have been gone, it looks you definitely had gained a couple of pounds," he pointed at my body. I stared at him, disgusted. I brought the jacket I was wearing closer to my body to try to hide him from seeing it.

"Shut up," I hissed.

"Come on now. I feel like it is not right even to call you Stormy Fatty. Maybe I should change it, so let's see maybe..." he placed his fingers on his chin, looking as if he was actually pondering on a name.

"Storm the whale?" He said. "Mm no, I don't like that one,"

I looked over at Liam. Who stayed silent through it all. He didn't pay much attention to anything that was happening.

I, of course, didn't expect him to come to my defence. Why would he now? When he never did. I hated myself for even hoping a little bit.

But it was as if he had forgotten what happened three weeks ago. Like he had forgotten that he confessed to me. I forgot our kiss and forgot everything he told me before he left.

"Stop!" I yelled at Isaac before he could continue naming me names. I was done listening to him. I have endured constant bullying. I'm not going to listen to him any longer.

His face turned in anger. He took a step closer to me. Ready to pounce at me, but before he even could say another word, I turned on my heel and walked away.

I had half expected him to follow behind me, but to some miracle, he didn't.

I heard him slam his fist against his car, mumbling "that bitch," before I shut the door.

I hurried inside and up to my room. I pressed my back to my door and just stood there for a few seconds.

I couldn't believe I was able to say stop to him. I, for once, stood up to him. I clenched my heart, and a sudden smile appeared on my face.

The boy who took any chance to bully was speechless and didn't have anything to say to me, all because I could say stop.

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