The weekend ended again. It was two days after I knew about Justin and I heard from Paul.

I woke up the and my eyes were still hurting. Too much tears left my eyes red and swollen. How could I go to school looking like this?

I threw my head back to my pillows and covered myself with a quilt when I heard a knock from the door. I wanted to ignore it but I heard another knock. I buried my head under my pillows but there was another knock.

I dragged my feet to the door. I hope it wouldn't be Paul or Justin, I wasn't sure I knew them at all. I didn't wish it to be Faith either because I wasn't ready for any accusations she could accuse me of. I opened the door and bobbed my head to see who it was.

"Trixie?" I asked in surprise.
"What are you doing here?"

"Will you let me in first?" she rolled her eyes at me. So very Trixie.

I opened the door but didn't invite her in.

"Oh, please!" she said raising an eyebrow on me. What was she doing here early this morning.

She shoved me out of the way and sat on the couch.

"You look ugly, girl!" she looked at me in disgust. I didn't take it seriously, it's just her normal attitude anyway though he haven't called me "girl" before. Its what she called her friends or minions, I should say.

"Why are you still in your pajamas? Don't tell me you're not going to school?" she looked at me from head to toe as I sluched in the couch next to her.

"Don't sit with me! You still have morning breath!" she stood up and went to the edge of the couch.

Okay! She was starting to annoy my not so good morning. She was making it worse.

"Okay. I went here to give you this," she pulled out an envelope from her pink Gucci backpack and handed it out to me.

"What's that?" I was getting a weird feeling about what the envelope might contain. Couldn't she just wait and give it to me in school which apparently not possible today because I wasn't going there. Did she know I was going to absent myself?

"It's an envelope. Are you blind?" she shook her head and rolled her eyes again.

I rolled my eyes at her,too.

"I know what it is. I mean wwhy are you giving me this?" I asked.

She stood up looking at her watch and walked to the door leaving the envelope in front of me.

"It's getting late. Figure it out for yourself. I know you're not dumb so tootles!" she said and closed the door behind her as she left.

I examined the outside of the envelope to see if there was any name written in it. I knew it didn't come from Trixie. Why would she even give me a letter. My heart started racing eager yet afraid at he same time to know where it came from.

I opened it and saw a skyblue stationary folded inside. I was slightly trembling. I looked at the name and it was addressed to me saying "Criselda" and it came from Paul. I dropped it as I read his name and took a deep breath. I set it aside and went to the kitchen and tried to have cereals. I took a bath and brushed my teeth still thinking about the letter. And when I was all dressed like I would be going out which I wasn't planning on, I went back to the couch. I took the letter again and decided to read it.

"Criselda,

I'm sorry for the other night. For Justin. For hurting Faith. For hurting you and for all that I did. I was a jerk! I know. Please read this letter and finish it. I don't expect you to forgive me but I still hope that you will.

I met Faith and you. I liked her at the moment that I saw her but after a week, I noticed you. You were always looking for her. You weren't selfish. You were nice and everything and I started liking you and I just woke up one day and knew that I love you but I know we couldn't be together. I was afraid.

I didn't break up with Faith even though I don't love her because I knew that when I did break up with her, you will eventually hate me for hurting your friend. I don't want you to hate me so I tried to ignore the feeling until I couldn't hide it anymore.

Trixie knew about this and she told me I must do something about it. I agreed with her that maybe because you were Faith's best friend, she will eventually understand that we love each other if she saw us together but the plan failed.

I told Faith Trixie was stalking me and everything to make her jealous. I told her that maybe if we can pretend that you are with me, Trixie would back off because you're with her in the squad. Yes, it was all my plan to be with you but you just kept hiding. I couldn't see any sign that you love me but there was also no sign that you don't so Jay came to me. Jay Thompson, the guy in the back...."

I looked away from the letter and remembered it. Jay was the nerd in class who always sat on the back. He didn't any friends because he was a know-it-all and he annoyed everyone that's why he always stayed at the back of the class. I've only seen him or noticed him maybe just about three times before he went to me and dressed in a cool fashioned make over and told me he was Justin. I never knew he could do that- change and befriend me.

I shook my head from the memory and continued reading.

"Jayson Justin Thompson, the guy in the back of the class. He went to me when I was too desperate on finding a way on how we could be together and so I had the idea.

I thought that if you would make a new friend in his person, maybe you would be more open and learn that the world isn't only about Faith. But again, it failed because he started to like you a lot and I hated him for that.

And so it seems there's really no chance for us. You hate me now. I'm such an ass. I hate myself,too. I made the one I love hate me. I'm so stupid.

I've decided to leave. I'm so sorry, Cris. I'm sorry that I love you and that I hurt you. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

Tears fell on the stationary I was reading and I can't breathe. Paul was leaving me. I don't know what to feel. I was trembling. This was what I was afraid of. I wiped the tears blurring my eyes from reading Paul's letter and continued still.

"I'll just be in school today to get my grades and other forms. Don't worry. I'll warn them to back off. They won't spread rumors about it. I'll be sure you won't see me in school today. I promise. I'm sorry.

So so sorry.Goodbye. Always keep safe and good luck in your studies. I hope you find the right one for you.

Paul"