He got a girlfriend.

He got a girlfriend!

I screamed into my pillow.


My scream mellowed out into a soft sob. It was my fault he got a girlfriend.

I sighed. Why wasn't I over him? A week had passed already. He was a dead horse. I was not a vulture. My chest still ached though. (Though that could be from the chicken last night.)

I choked on a sob as I remembered my part in their relationship.

I introduced him to her. I played 'matchmaker'. I could never confess that I loved him.

I was an idiot.

I AM an idiot.

Painstakingly, I pulled myself out of my comforting covers and slunk into the bathroom. My eyes were puffy pink, and my hair was flying every which way. I grabbed my blue, round comb and brushed my hair.

I winced. It hurt. My hair had knots everywhere - SNAP! A bristle of the brush flew off.

A wonderful way to start the day.


Second period - he sits to my left; she sits to my right.

"Lily! Can we trade seats? I want to sit next to Tony," she pleaded, begging with her shining hazel eyes. What were wrong with MY eyes?! They were a perfectly tolerable brown.

'No, you bitch. I wish you'd go slit your wrists and hop off a roof.' But I didn't say that. Instead, I told her, "Sure! I'm sure you two lovebirds have loads to talk about." And with a grin, too. I disgust myself. So, I bounced out of my chair cheerily and swapped with her.

To my left, I heard a bit of their conversation.

"Allison, I've got practice after school-"

"Please, sweetiekums? Just for five minutes? I'll even let you have a little fun!" She dragged out the last word slowly and seductively. I wanted to puke. Tony gulped.

No Tony, no! Don't give in! Sure, her rack is pretty impressive, but you! You're stronger than that!




Before fourth period, I saw them making out by the staircase. Well, it was more like Allison was trying to make out with him, but Tony was pathetically resisting.

Fine. Scratch that. He was all over her - or rather, parts of her.

He did give me a meek wave when I passed by though.


After school, I saw Tony walking toward 'the staircase'. I grinned and waved.

He gave me an awkward smile. I cringed.

My mind was screaming, 'Please don't smile at me like that. Oh no, oh no, oh no. He's stopping to talk? I've got to get out of here.' Unfortunately, however, I suppose my body was suggesting otherwise, as I stuck to the floor like a magnet stuck on an extremely metal fridge.

"Um. I wanted to thank you for pairing me and Allison up. It was really nice of you." I slapped myself mentally.

"You're welcome. It was fun, and I'm glad you two are happy together. I mean, what're friends for?" I punched myself mentally. "Oh! Last week, you told me about that bracelet where you inscribed your crush's name on, right? Are you giving it to Allison anytime soon?"

"Oh, when I got it, the clasp was broken, so I'm getting it repaired first." My heart felt as if he just slammed a hammer down on it.

"Oo. Do you have it with you right now? I'd like to see it." I smiled. I really didn't want to see it. Hammer slammed twice. Tony opened his mouth, shut it, and opened it again.

"Um. Sorry. I left it at home. Maybe some other day?" I breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Okay! That'd be better. Don't you have to meet Allison?"

"Yeah. I do. See you tomorrow!" He grinned and turned away.

"Bye." Good-bye. I inhaled deeply to stop the tears. Okay, Lily. You need to forget him. There are plenty of fish in the sea.

So I've decided.

I'm giving up on him.

No more Tony. No more Tony. No more Tony...


Tony walked away from Lily, a fake grin plastered on his face. Her words still echoed in his mind.

"What're friends for?" He was right. They could only be friends. He reached into the pockets of his jeans and pulled out a sterling silver bracelet - a band connected by a chain.

The names Lily&Tony were inscribed on the band.

He could never confess to her that he loved her.