After throwing some books in her locker that she didn’t need, Holly started the process that needed to be done. She started pulling off some of the old photos that we’re taped to her locker door. She took off the adhesive slowly to not ruin them, the old Hello Kitty tape bringing back old memories. Despite her subconscious urging her to take all of them down, she still left one of them up with her and Hayley, and another with her and Brendon.

Holly wasn’t a person of change, she preferred to stay where she was comfortable, which most of the time was in the past and sometimes the present. At the moment, she was stuck in between being comfortable in both. But the future? That would always feel uncomfortable to her.

She sighed heavily as she stared at the locker door. She shouldn’t be dwelling on her worries right now; she had plans to go visit Alex in his room anyways. With one last glance at the photos, she closed her locker and started walking in the direction of Alex’s classroom.

“Holly!”

The blonde furrowed her brow and spun on her heel to see the person calling her. Running in her direction, was the familiar tall girl in her French class, with cascading brown hair and the greenest of eyes. No wonder she’s always looked upon by the hot seniors, Holly mused in her head as the girl approached her.

“Hey, Saskia,” she smiled warmly.

“Oh, my gosh, Holly. I’m so sorry.” The brunette went in for a hug and Holly stiffened, confused.

“Um … about what?”

Saskia furrowed her brow. “You … don’t know?”

Holly shook her head.

“I saw Brendon with Jasey Rae at lunch. I think they’re …” The girl sighed with a frown. “Has Brendon dropped hints that he may be cheating on you?”

That was when Holly started laughing, leaving Saskia confused. “No, no. It’s okay, Saskia. Brendon and I are …” She trailed off. Holly hated explaining her breakup with Brendon to people; it hurt to say it sometimes. “We’re not together anymore, and I know he’s with Jasey. He … deserves her.” She almost wanted to gag as she added the last sentence.

Saskia frowned. “I’m sorry.”

Just as Holly was about to say something, she spotted Alex heading into his classroom with a fresh cup of coffee. He always said he preferred coffee more in the afternoons. Holly grinned at the sight of him and looked back at Saskia. “Don’t be,” she muttered and sauntered to her desired classroom.

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Before going into Alex’s room, she went to the bathroom and did her daily makeup check. This had become a routine for her, and even though Alex would repeatedly go on how he “liked her with or without makeup,” Holly didn’t care. She wasn’t ashamed that she always wanted to look good for him.

She stuck her head out of the girl’s bathroom to see if anyone was in the halls. No one. She hurriedly ran down the hallway and turned to Alex’s room. She heard singing from the inside, and she smiled big to herself. She knew she shouldn’t knock because of this, so she just slipped in. Usually, she would lock the door too, but seeing as she didn’t spot many out in the halls this afternoon, she decided otherwise.

He sat on the floor with his back turned to her, a guitar in his hands that he was strumming quickly. His voice was soft, yet husky, the way she loved it.

“Here’s to the fast times, the times we felt alive;
To all the nights that we forgot to get back home.”

Holly bit the inside of her cheek to stop her grinning. The songs he wrote were just so … special.

“Stay seventeen,
The party scene has got the best of me and you,
We’ve got to let this―”

She hesitantly tapped his shoulder, and he jolted. He looked up at her with wide eyes and stopped everything he was doing. She threw him an apologetic smile as he held his chest, muttering, “Shit, you scared me.”

“Sorry,” she chuckled softly and sat both herself and bag on a couch.

He stood and sat the guitar near his desk. Holly noticed this guitar was different than those in the closet. This one was more worn out and had special clips on it that none of the others had. “Is that the guitar your own?” She asked as he took the seat beside her, pulling her just a bit closer.

“Yeah,” he smiled, playing with a few strands of her hair. “I’ve had it since high school.”

“And that song …” She smirked as she made a walking motion with her fingers on his leg. “What’s it about?”

“Um … I don’t know …” He smirked back in her direction. “I guess you’re sort of the inspiration for it.”

She rolled her eyes playfully. “Just don’t sing it in front of the class as a nice surprise, okay?”

“Okay, promise.” He laughed. “But this isn’t like the last one! It’s almost like … I don’t know. I wrote it because of how you and my life are spinning in circles right now, it just reminds me of my youth.” He glanced her way, staring deep into her green eyes. “You remind me of my youth.”

She grinned big. Holy fuck, is he good at making me ignore my troubles, she thought.

He noticed that he had left her breathless, which he always wondered how he did that. So he did what he normally did at these times and leaned in close, lingering his lips across her own. His eyes glanced at her mouth, spying his breath with her own and making her lips twitch up in a smile. He finally decided to go in and kiss her, his mouth practically engulfing hers. It does pay to have an older boyfriend, she thought to herself.

And as his large hands pulled her closer to him, they heard the door open.

Notes

This chapter is for Saskia, aka Hoodiegirl :)
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