(a/n hey guys, just thought I might let you know, this is my first time writing a fanfiction, so it might not be that good.) (I do not own these characters) (Edited)
Julie POV
“What do u mean it’s over?” The question felt small, pathetic even, against the sudden chill blooming on my hands as Nick dropped them. It was a small gesture, but it felt like an amputation.
“We’re done. And hey… I’ve been seeing Carrie behind your back. I stopped loving you when you stopped talking to me after your mother died.” He just *said* it. Just… spat it out like it was a weather report.
I was angry. Not the hot, screaming kind. More like a cold, creeping numbness. Everyone *thought* we were happy. God, the Instagram posts, the smiles for the school photos. It was all a lie, a crumbling facade built on sand after Mom died.
“I just lost my mother. What did you expect me to do, be happy? Well, I’m sorry you don’t have a good relationship with your mother. And yeah, I knew there was something going on between you and Carrie. But you know what…” I took a ragged breath, tasting metal. “Never talk to me again. I never want to see your face again!!!” The words ripped out of me, raw and ugly. I yelled them right in his face, wanting him to flinch, to look away, to *feel* something, anything, of the pain he’d inflicted.
After that, I just… ran. Ran all the way home. Once inside, I blocked his number, blocked his Instagram, blocked his Snapchat, blocked *everything*. Just… erased him.
I fell apart in my pillow and cried until my eyes burned and my throat was raw. I didn’t stop. Not for hours.
-----Next morning-----
Woke up, don’t even remember falling asleep. My eyes felt like sandpaper. And it was Monday. Of course it was Monday. How could this day get any worse?
I shuffled to my closet and pulled out the same jeans and hoodie I wore yesterday. I didn’t feel like putting makeup on today. So I didn’t. Just… didn’t.
I walked downstairs and found a note from Dad on the counter.
HEY Julie,
I had to go to work early today and I won't be back until 7:30 tonight.
I want to have a chat with you as to why I heard crying coming from your room last night. I just want to know if your OK.
Love you <3, Dad
Shit.
Dad heard me. Of course he did. I really, *really* don’t like talking about my feelings with him. It feels like… exposing a raw nerve.
I grabbed a bowl of cereal and ate it standing up, then grabbed my headphones and started ‘Hold On’ by Chord Overstreet on repeat through my phone. Just… looped it until I got to school.
Once I arrived, I headed straight for my locker, and there they were: Flynn and Willie. Both laughing until Flynn noticed me and waved me over. I plastered a fake smile on my face. It felt like cracking concrete.
“Hey guys, how was your weekend?” I asked, forcing a lightness into my voice.
“Mine was great. I ran into this really cool dude at my shift at the coffee shop,” Willie said, grinning.
“And I was at home, being grounded,” Flynn said. I’d completely forgotten she was grounded for going to my house without telling her parents.
“How was your weekend, Jules?” Flynn asked, her eyes soft with concern.
“Well, Nick broke up with me and cheated on me with Carrie, and my dad heard me crying last night so now he’s worried and wants to talk to me.” The words tumbled out, faster than I could control. Flynn wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a tight hug.
“Can’t… breathe,” I gasped, her grip was too tight.
I wrenched my locker open and grabbed my music books. Thank God I don’t have Nick in this class.
“I’ve gotta go to the bathroom real quick. I’ll see you guys in class.” They just nodded, already turning back to each other, whispering.
I wasn’t going to the bathroom. I was going to the music room to play the piano and play the song Mom wrote before she died, ‘Wake Up’.
I started singing and playing, and for a moment, just a brief, shimmering moment, I felt alive again. What I didn’t notice was three boys walking into the room. When I finished the chorus, I looked up and saw them.
“Um… can I help you?” I asked, my voice shaky.
“We’re new here, and we got lost. Then we heard you sing and we thought we might listen to you. Sorry about the by the way. You are an incredible musician and singer. Can you tell us where we can find the principals office?” The one in the front asked, his eyes wide with something like… awe.
I just nodded, numb. I got up and gestured for them to follow me. “My name is Luke, by the way,” he said. “Julie,” I mumbled. Then the other two introduced themselves: Reggie and Alex.
When we arrived at the principals office, I opened the door for them and they walked inside. Just as I closed the door, the bell rang. Music class.
I ran to my next class, to get to my seat. When I got there, Flynn was already at the door waiting for me.
“Hey, sorry I’m late. I just had to show three new boys where the principals office was.” I said, and she just nodded.
We walked into the class together.
We were told we were getting three new students today. Next thing I know, Luke, Reggie and Alex walk into the classroom and are being introduced to the class.
They sat down behind me. And we got on with our lesson.
This is going to be an interesting year.