Moonlight

I questioned everything that day. My head had so many thoughts. I was overwhelming...

I knew that Andrew was trying to help me, but were are just two people in love with others, trying to put our selves back together because the people we love didn't love us back. It wasn't any good for us. I'm in love with Cole I kept thinking to myself. He's in love with Maddison.

He was making a horrible decision for the both of us. I wanted to just go run to Cole and tell him that I love him...

He doesn't love me. He's in love with that other girl from school. She is the most popular girl. She's that plastic girl. He name is Melissa. She was that girl that every guy would do anything to be with. Cole wasn't into those types of girls before her. He stop wearing his glasses so that she wouldn't think he was a dork. I liked him with glasses. He stop looking like a nice kid and started to wear all dark clothes. At first it didn't bother me, I had actually liked it. That was until I found out why he had change his look. For her, it was all for her. I would always be that girl he grew up with, his bestfriend, his friend..

Melissa had every boy chasing after her. He would use cole for her own benefit. It was always " oh sorry can you help me, I don't understand this" or " How about we have a study date. I can get to know you better and we get work done." No one saw what she was truly doing. Every guy saw her as a little innocent girl. Including Cole. It always ended with the guy doing all the work for her. They were "helping her" in exchange to just spend time with her. I wasn't the only one with this problem Andrew has it too. He's in love with a freshman. Madison is that girl that no one really knows. She is somewhat like me. Not popular, but she also wasn't unknown. The only reason anyone knew her is because she had caught Andrew's eye. He loves her. She doesn't love him. She's in love with Andrews bestfriend Jacob. She had always liked him. Jacob was a jock. Always picking on kids like Madison. The kids that aren't popular. He had picked on her for a while. He still does occasionally yet she still liked a self centered jerk that he is. The people we loved the most didn't love us they never did. What if we made them love us. What if they didn't have the people they loved anymore. Would they come running to us? What if the people they love died and we where there to save them? What if they all died?