by krgt

Created on: June 25, 2009   Last Updated: May 02, 2012

Samantha sat in her cold, hard desk falling in and out of sleep. Her head would fall off her supporting hand, jolting her awake.

"Miss Simmons, care to join us?" Samantha's History teacher, Mr. Adams, said.

"Sorry, I mean yes I would," Samantha stuttered.

"Thank you."

She was trying to stay focused, but she was so tired from staying up all night fighting with her boyfriend, John. She cried until she was physically exhausted, and she almost didn't care about school anymore. The one reason she didn't mind high school had vanished from her mind. Her last year of high school was now just a road block keeping her from freedom. Now all she could think about was moving out of her house and being on her own. The one reason she could think about was moving out of her house and being on her own. The one reason she could withstand all the arguing at home was John. When she saw him, nothing mattered anymore. The fight that made her so angry with her mother meant nothing once she saw John. She didn't know what she was going to do without that comfort. She had that comfort for four years; she didn't know if she could stay sane without him, but she wasn't going to end up like her mother and father. She had seen too much giving up on love. She didn't want to take that risk of one day hearing that John simply didn't lover her anymore. Going to separate colleges made Samantha think about all the things that could happen between the two of them, which made Samantha's decision of ending it with John absolute. She needed to start getting over him or else she would never make it through college. John had protested all night about how it wasn't supposed to happen this way, but Samantha wasn't about to change her mind.

The tears were still behind Samantha's tired eyes. She fought as hard as she could to hold them back. She would never let anyone see her crying in school. She hated when people saw her pain. When the rumor about John and the new girl arose throughout the school, she locked herself in the bathroom just so she could release her tears. She stayed in that bathroom stall through her entire second and third period. She waited until nobody was walking the hallways and ran to locker to get her make-up. She made up an excuse to her Biology teacher and sat down at her desk like nothing had happened. She didn't think she could fool people this time. Her pain was too overwhelming.

She couldn't bring herself to look back into John's eyes. "It was either now or later," Samantha

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