Dedicated to @Taliyah_Offical for supporting this story and loving it like I do! She also happens to be my almost name twin :P

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School is almost officially over, and I can't say I'm not relieved. It's tough to see someone you have undetermined feelings towards everyday, looking happy with someone else, not that I think I'm even close to some of the pain that people go through. The best friends who are stuck in the friendzone, the one who is never seen admiring the one who's always noticed, and other situations like that. Heck, I shouldn't even feel anything when I see him. After all, he was essentially a friend that I had certain benefits with, who later broke that off with me for another girl. Okay, I can't say that it has a ring to it, or is even considerably normal, but that's the situation.

Since it is the end of school year, yearbook signing has officially commenced. Everyone in my main squad of friends has already signed my yearbook, considering how we got them two days ago. Currently, I'm sitting in my English class, listening to Mrs. Barnes drone on about the topics our exam is going to cover. Yes, I need to know this, and yes, I'm listening, but I can't exactly say this is where I want to be right now. You see, in this class, Zach sits just two seats to the left of mine, and I've noticed him looking in my direction a couple times today. He has barely looked over at me that many times in the past month, so any sane person could see why I want to get out. There's nothing going on, so why does he keep looking at me? Time has gone by, but otherwise, nothing else has changed between us.

As Mrs. Barnes finishes speaking, she kindly leaves us with five minutes to chat amongst ourselves before the class period ends and lunch offically begins. This leaves time for more yearbook signing. Surprisingly, Jordan Dunmore appears in front of my desk and asks to sign mine, which I obviously oblige too. I see his pen move as he simply signs his name on the page, moving to a different desk quickly after. Apparently he's busy signing his version of autographs, which I guess is kind of typical for him, since he is the popular fuckboy type.

I don't see him before it's too late to move though. Taking Jordan's place, Zach stands in front of me, and he's looking down at me expectantly. "Hello?" I greet him, trying my best to be a mix between polite and rude. My heart feels like he deserves it, after all. Okay, maybe I'm still a little mad about what happened, but I feel like I have rights to be a little salty.

"Hey," he replies smoothly, the same as the way he used to, "Can I sign it too?"

I mean, it's a little strange if you ask me, but I'm kind of intrigued as to what he wants to write in it. Maybe I'll even laugh a little if the only thing he writes is his name. "Umm sure," is what I tell him, sliding the book to him across the wooden surface of the desk with a black pen sitting on top of the open page. Instead of just openly staring as the pen moves on the paper, the ink staining the permanently staining the paper in thought-out lines, I sneak peeks as I look around the classroom. Like I said, I want to leave specifically because of the person in front of me, not that I will let anyone else know of my slight discomfort. Each time I glance over, I notice more and more that he isn't just writing his name, but a little message to go along with it.

I hear the clicking of the pen and the sliding of my yearbook on the desk before I turn around to meet his vibrant green eyes staring directly into mine in an almost disarming way. "Here you go," he says politely with a small smile, placing the open book closer to me, "I hope you have a good summer if I don't see you again."

"Yeah, you too," I reply faintly with eyes that are still a little too wide as he waltzes back to his desk. As soon as he leaves though, the wall that had been sliding downwards goes up in alarm, wondering what the fuck just happened. It has been a month, how could he get under my skin so easily with just one simple interaction?

I guess I need to stop letting it happen, letting him take up a small residence in my heart that he doesn't deserve to have. But before I kick him out, I guess I should probably read what was so important that he had to write it down in my yearbook. The message isn't as long as I thought it would be, but then again, doesn't everything feel longer when you're waiting impatiently? It's actually a generic message, reading, Hey Sara, I've really liked getting to know you this year, I hope we can continue that next year. Sincerely, Zach Holden, in somehow simultaneously neat yet messy black writing. What the fuck? Why would he write this when he's the one who severed ties with me?

In my confusion, I look up in the direction he walked off in, to my left, and what do I see? The same sight I saw just a couple of moments before; Zach's bright green eyes staring directly into mine, just with more distance between us. Are the last days of school supposed to be this weird? As the bell finally rings, I quickly toss my yearbook into my backpack and make my way to the door, away from any strange smiles that could be trying to make their way to me.

As the bell rings for lunch, I seem to find more strange smiles though. The same little smiles from the weekend are appearing across Reagan's face again, and I'm still not sure why. Is there a simple what behind them, or is it a who? Not that anyone is really talking about it. Mackenzie and Lacey also keep sharing these weird kind of smiles with each other, even though as a group, this is pretty normal. Our conversations are fairly normal, except for the fact that there seems to be some forced layer around us, or maybe even some factor I'm not aware of.

Did something happen at the party that I didn't see in my slightly drunken state? Whatever the reason, these strange smiles are just that-strange to see and maybe even stranger to be an unknowing part of. I think this is just one of those situations where you have to stick it out though, and wait for the dust to finally settle as the last wind passes by.

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Bit of a fluff chapter, but it is what it is :P I thought it was a little required :) What did you guys think?

Until next time,

~Talia :)