My name's Ann, you probably don't know me, no one does, no one but Tyler that is. Tyler Sims is one of the most popular guys at Spencer Academy, along with his three friends Reid Garwin, Pogue Parry, and Caleb Danvers, but if you live in Ipswich, Massachusetts you already know that. I've gone to school with the Sons of Ipswich all my life, but I was always unpopular enough to go unnoticed by the said "in crowd." It wasn't until we all started high school that Tyler ever really spoke to me. Not that he ignored me; it was just that no one noticed me. I was basically invisible. It was a gift and a curse, not meaning to sound like Spiderman, but it really was.
I was fairly happy with my lot in life, and what I wasn't happy with I just tried not to think about. Then Tyler, probably pitying me, started talking to me mid freshmen year. We started as casual acquaintances, but by the start of our senior year we had become pretty good friends, not that he flaunted this fact, I was a charity case, and not even a guy like Tyler would want to publicly associate with me. This would be the reason why I was surprised that he turned up at my locker right after lunch a couple of days after the September fest.
"Ann!" He said happily, he was the happiest I had seen him in months, like some giant weight had been lifted from his chest.
"Hey Ty, what's up?" I leaned against my locker, looking up into Tyler's beautiful blue eyes, my heart fluttering pathetically. Oh, did I mention I've been in love with him for like, ever? Pathetic, much?
"Are you coming to my swim meet today?" He asked I crinkled my nose in disgust.
"You mean as in socializing?" I whispered sardonically. He laughed, I love his laugh, it's really deep and rich, comforting, you know?
"I mean as in socializing, come on, one meet won't kill you." He assured.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that." I joked.
"Please?" He begged, in a manly way of course.
"I'll think about it." I said noncommittally. "Why this one?"
"I met someone!" he said and my stomach ached in despair. "I want to tell you all about her."
I forced a smile, it was so fake that I was sure Tyler would notice, but he didn't, oblivious in his own happiness. I leaned onto the locker even more heavily, loosing my will to stand. After a minute I forced myself to speak.
"I can't wait to hear all about her." I lied through my teeth. Tyler smiled widely and put a hand behind my neck, pressing his lips to my forehead. My skin grew hot where his lips touched it.
"Great, I'll see you later." Tyler said and practically skipped away. I stood smiling like an idiot until I was sure he was gone, and then I slide down the locker, and sat on the floor staring at my feet, hot tears filling my eyes. I knew other girls liked him, but Tyler had never told me he had feelings for anyone, so I pretended that I still had a chance. Now I knew I didn't.
AN: Please Review!
This is my first attempt at a story from the first person perspective.
Midnightfarie