Something To Believe In

Part 54: Mason's Point of View

I walked out of her room with a big smile on my face. She'll say yes. I just know she will.

The black box fell softly on her bed, the note slipped right into her pocket she didn't even notice. I had written it before I even went to her house, having planned in my mind what I was going to do.

Just by kissing her, I knew that we were right for each other. Fireworks go off in my head, a gigantic explosion of them. We were perfect, indestructible. It's like I heard wedding bells? No. No, I didn't. Too early for that. But I heard something. Maybe it was my heart rising into my throat or beating out of my chest. Who knows?

All I knew was this: There will never be another girl that I will ever love more than a certain girl. A certain girl named Jenna Elizabeth Bennett.

"My Heaven," I had written. "I can't wait six months. It's been three weeks and I'm ducking going insane. Just knowing that I'm letting another guy hold you, another guy call you his. It's not okay with me. I thought I could do it, but I was sadly mistaken. It's clawing out my insides and ripping me apart piece by piece. I need you, Jenna. I need you more than I need air. So, Ms. Bennett, I have a proposal for you. Let's try this whole thing. Couple thing, I mean. Will you be my girlfriend?

I'm going all oldies style on you.
Circle:
Yes or No

- Mason."

I just knew she would say yes. How could she not after that kiss? Well, we'll find out on Monday.

 Monday Morning 

I walked into school feeling great, how could I not? I'll finally have Jenna, all to myself. To hug her whenever I wanted. To kiss her whenever I wanted to. Call her mine. Know that no one else can ever call her that, because I won't let her go.

My jaw hit the floor when I glanced toward her locker. Owen was leaning up against her locker, playing with her fingers. Smiling like an idiot. Dell no. Not my Jenna. I felt my blood start to boil.

She was wearing the same jeans as she did on Friday. How did I know that? I don't know. It's not like I stare at her butt. Not at all.

Owen gave her a light kiss on the cheek and walked away, leaving Jenna at her locker smiling small to herself. Knowing that her smile was caused by Owen and not me. Just rip my heart out and run it over with a car, why don't you?

I walked over to her locker. "Hey Jenna." I said softly. Her whole body jumped.

"Hi Mason." She smiled. There's my girl. No, she's not yours anymore. "What's up?"

I pulled her into a hug, carefully checking her pocket making sure she didn't fell that I was reaching into her back pocket. Got it. Of course, it was still in here. She hadn't even looked at it.

Jenna didn't push me away though. She hugged me back, taking a deep breath. I did the same. Just breathing in her scent. I can't do this anymore. It's too hard. Knowing the girl I love isn't mine. It's all my fault. I could have had her, but I let her slip through my fingers.

I broke away from the hug and crumpled the paper up into the palm of my hand.

"I'll see you after school. 4." I said before walking away. I always went over to her house at 4, depending on whether or not I got a detention. She understood now though. It's just my personality. I can't help being a smart donkey. It's who I am.

I held the note in my hand, and threw it into the trash can as I passed it. And to think, I thought I had found something to believe in.

But now, I have nothing.