Don't Forget Me

"I just thought I'd never see you again."

dancingskiingwriter:

Marley Breslin

Ethan Barrett

Lena Loves Votive:

Claire Bonet

Jon Burkes

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Marley Breslin breathed out slowly as she arrived at the school. She remembered being a child when she used to wish for the days that she would go to the high school here... Then she moved away and the wish was forgotten, but her best friend, Jon, was not... Now that she was back from her father's contracted job promotion, she intended on re-establishing her friendship with her past best friend...

Ethan walked towards the school with his head held high and a powerful smirk filling his face. He was the popular jock of the school, so he walked with the authority that he had. He was the "catch...", the boy who everyone wanted... He always had been for as long as he could remember... No girls to ever tie him down for more than a night and he intended to keep it like that.

Jon gave a broad, arrogant grin as he made his way through the hallways of the school. A few of his friends filed in behind him - though, he wasn't exactly sure they were considered friends. He couldn't even remember the last time that he truly considered somebody a 'friend.' The title just seemed foreign to him.

Claire bit her lip as she got on the school campus, looking towards the building. When she was younger, she lived in the town, but only had one best friend - Ethan. She hadn't seen him for the past few years and honestly wanted to fix that. She wasn't even sure if he went to this school; she could only hope so as she made her way inside.

Marley made her way through the main office of the school and then wished that she would have more time that morning... All she wanted to do was find Jon and embrace him in a long-needed hug. There had never been anyone who could take his place as her best friend and she wanted her best friend back. She couldn't do it right away though, because the school day started before she got a chance and she hasn't caught a glimpse of him. All she could hope was that they shared a class or two..

Ethan walked through the school hallways with an ever-present smirk. He was aware of the wanting eyes of girls and the guys who fell in behind him as his "groupies". They made him feel like the king of the school that he was and he loved it...

Once it was time for class, Jon easily maneuvered his way to his Algebra class. It was no secret that he didn't really pay attention in the class. He'd likely just fall asleep. The thought made him smirk as he walked into the class and sat down in his seat. There were still a few minutes until class would actually start, so he just decided to socialize with a few of the other students around him.

Claire bit down on her lip after making her way to the office. She got her schedule just in time to hear the warning bell ring and quickly made her way out of the office, glad that her first class was right across the hall from the office - meaning she wouldn't get lost. Walking into the English class, she sighed quietly, unsure of where to even sit.

Marley heard the first bell that signaled that home room was to start soon and she took a few deep breaths to stop the waves of nausea acidity wetting her tongue. Her algebra class luckily wasn't far from the main office and she maneuvered there easily... Thank God for that. The instant she stepped in the room, she saw him. Those bright blues and that dark hair... Jon looked just as amazing as she had always remembered. She breathed a little calmer then, and walked confidently beside him, taking an unoccupied seat that was right beside him. "Hey," she said with a smile.

Ethan made his way into his English class just as the warning bell rang. He groaned aloud just because it sucked that he was forced to come to this hellish place every day... and simply because it drew attention to him, which he liked especially. He sat around a group of girls, with one seat open to his side, and showed them all his devilish smirk. He was a major flirt with the girls, and he had a way with the girls. Man, he had a good life as a player and jock.

Jon blinked a few times in confusion as he glanced towards the girl who had randomly greeted him. "Uh, hey," he said, his tone showing his confusion. He didn't recognize her and, as far as he was aware, he didn't know her. He hadn't remembered her ever really being in the school before - and he usually had a good memory when it came to girls at the school.

Claire blinked a few times when she saw Ethan, recognizing him easily. Grinning, she made her way over, sliding into the seat beside him, since it was one of the only seats open and it was beside him. Why wouldn't she sit there? She shifted in her seat to face him before she gave a slight smile. "Hey," she said, hoping that he'd remember her; otherwise, things would get awkward.

Marley lost the smile on her face as she watched the confusion on his face. She hoped he was just being smart with her and was pretending not to remember her. His tone clarified his sense of confusion and Marley felt like crying. Jon was the one thing that she was sure would still be there for her when she came back, but obviously he had lied to her when he had said that... She should've known better. "What? You really don't remember me?!" She asked, her voice almost frantic with sadness.

Ethan was talking to the blonde girl on his one side when he saw the glares over his shoulder. He turned around and saw a girl with reddish brown hair and stunning eyes, but he looked at her, confused. Most girls didn't approach him until he had made the gesture for them to do so... When she spoke, he raised an eyebrow at her blunt forwardness. "And, who are you?" He asked.

Jon blinked a few times, his confusion growing. The girl looked like she was about to cry and he honestly felt bad about it, but he seriously didn't 'remember her' as she had asked him if he did. Shaking his head, he said, "I think you've got me confused with somebody else." Now, normally, he would just shrug such a thing off, but with the fact that most people were actually watching them now, he couldn't exactly ignore the girl. Otherwise, he'd be dubbed as an asshole and that would ruin his reputation.

Claire felt her shoulders slump at his question, her smile slowly disappearing. "Claire," she said, soon frowning. She was confused about how he had forgotten her; they had been best friends, after all. How could somebody really forget their best friend? All this time, she had been wanting to return, to see him again. Upon realizing that he really didn't know her, she wished she would have just stayed away. "Don't you remember your childhood best friend?"

Marley felt the sobs start to shake her from within as she heard him speak. It hurt to be denied like she was being right now... Leave it to Simeon like Jon to be an asshole and completely forget about his best friend... Last time she had seen him, he was so broken up about her leaving. Had he really started the happy dance as soon as their car had disappeared from the drive? "No, Jon Burkes! It's me, Marley Breslin! I'm your best friend!" She cried in a voice no higher than a faint whisper. Her voice would've failed her had she spoken any louder.

Ethan's eyes knit together in confusion as he listened to her words. He shook his head in disbelief as she accused him of forgetting his best friend... Of being her friend in general... He had never had a girl as a best friend. Anyways, if he had, he surely wouldn't have forgotten such a pretty face as hers, that he was sure of. Still, nothing about her sparked any memory. "I'm sorry... I don't know who you think I am, but I'm not him." He answered her and went to turn back around to the blonde he had previously been flirting with.

Jon furrowed his brows in confusion before shaking his head. "Look, I don't know how you know my name, but I seriously do not know you," he said, wondering if she was simply a stalker. He didn't quite understand her behavior and the fact that she seemed so sure of her own words seriously just made him all the more confused. Shaking his head, he simply dismissed the conversation before turning around in his seat to talk to one of his friends, grinning as the two began joking back and forth.

Claire felt a lump grow in her throat, as if she was going to cry. Clenching her fists to distract herself, she diverted her gaze to her desk. She wanted to run out of the room, to be honest. The fact that he had simply forgotten her, after all they had been through when they were younger just made her feel pathetic. Pushing the thoughts away, she forced back the pain that she was feeling at being so easily dismissed by him. Well, if he had forgotten her, she should just forget him, right?

Marley felt slightly annoyed that he rejected her as much as he was. She knew that it was understandable to feel awkward around long lost best friends, but to completely forget that they had ever existed, it made her wonder if he had ever cared.... This was the best friend that he had spent the first twelve years of his life with! Sure, their relationship was nothing more than best friends, but she wasn't that forgettable. She was still a stubborn person and only rolled her eyes when he turned away from her. "Yes you do! I'm your best friend! Every summer, you used to take family trips up to the lake! When we were seven you had a crush on Rita Johnson! I know you, and you know me!"

Ethan pretended to keep his eyes on the hot girl that he was currently having a boring conversation with, but it couldn't last. All of his thoughts were on the girl that was seated currently at his back, since the way he had turned in his seat, and what type of derangement had made her think she had ever been friends with him. Still, she slightly intrigued him. She seemed pretty broken up about it, but he wasn't going to say anything. It would be better if this girl would just leave him the hell alone.

Jon frowned slightly to her words, but continued to ignore her. How the hell did she know all of that? Even if she really was a stalker, she wouldn't know about his old crush on Rita. Nor would she know that he had family trips to the lake - not that he could actually recall having those family trips with anybody besides family. He could faintly remember somebody, but easily brushed it off, figuring it was probably just his imagination. Silently, he decided that he'd just ask his parents about it. If that really was the case, surely they'd know. And, if this girl was lying, he definitely wouldn't forgive her for getting him this curious over such a trivial thing.

Claire glanced around the room, wishing she had remembered some of her other friends. Though Ethan had been her best friend, she still had a few other childhood friends - and they had even kept in contact with her up until last year. Maybe if they could remember her, she wouldn't be completely alone like how she felt. Of course, that wouldn't do her much good, considering she had already lost her best friend - the one person that she thought would actually care that she was back.

Marley sighed in a growl of annoyance as Jon seemed to be unemotional to the items from their past that she had just displayed for him. Knowing about Rita should have made him curious... She was the only one who knew about it! Hell, she was the only one close enough to know a lot of stuff. "Oh, come on Jon. Isn't it killing you? I know you always have to be the one who knows everything... Aren't you just dying to know what's going on here?" Marley had always had a knack for getting under his skin... She could only hope that it still worked...

Ethan felt a little weird with his back still turned to her. Occasionally he could feel her eyes piercing his back and he almost wanted to shiver from the look that he couldn't see. There was such a knowing warmth that it scared him. He just had to know who she really was so that he could settle his mind. "Really? Who do you think you are?!" He turned to her quickly and asked her.

Jon gave a low growl in his throat before turning around to face her. "How the hell do you even know all of that?" he finally asked, deciding that he might as well acknowledge her. It was obvious that she wasn't going to give up in her pursuits in bothering him. "Do some kind of weird research or something?" He narrowed his eyes at her, though it was more in a way to inspect her. He didn't understand how she knew all of that. Nor did he understand why she seemed so intent on proving it.

Claire rolled her eyes slightly before frowning. "I don't think I'm anybody. I was your best friend, Claire Bonet. But, since you're so high and mighty, you seem to have forgotten that. And to think I actually wanted to come back to this town, just to see my best friend again," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "The same best friend who pushed Tanner Clay down for pulling my hair and went to the amusement park with my family and me every summer until we were twelve."

Marley's mouth dropped open as he accused her of such things. "No! I would never stalk you! You told me all of those things, since I was your best friend until we were twelve and I moved away! Gosh, to think I was actually looking forward to coming back here and seeing you! I'll never make that mistake again!" She said. Suddenly she no longer wanted to cry... Being sad and mopey wasn't going to get her anywhere in life... No, she became enraged and was desperate to prove this all to him.

Ethan looked at her with a sense of astonishment that she could pull such a name as Tanner Clay and actually hit him in Ethan's history. Sure, he remembered pushing Tanner down on the playground one day. The dude was an asshole and messing with his guy friends so he out a stop to it... No girls involved. "Fucking stalker!" Ethan yelled at her. "You're obviously on drugs or something if you think I would be best friends with you!"

Jon rolled his eyes at her words. "Whatever you say," he said simply before scoffing and shaking his head. "Why would I tell you anything? I don't even know you!" He narrowed his eyes at her. What the hell was up with this chick? "You're fucking crazy. End of story." He didn't understand this girl one bit. Who the hell did she think she was, throwing out accusations like he was her best friend? He had never been friends with a girl; they had always been too dramatic and annoying, in his opinion.

Claire clenched her fists, honestly wanting to punch him in the face. "Like I would stalk you!" she yelled, "You're not even that cute!" Of course, she was lying about that, but she was trying to prove a point. "And, obviously, I simply got my hopes up with thinking that you would actually remember me! But, if you're going to be an ass, then that's perfectly fine with me. Who needs friends who forget about you, anyways? But, watch. When you actually do remember, I won't even care anymore."

"Aw, so considerate of you!" Marley scoffed at his rudeness. In all of her years that they had been friends, he had never had her be so mean to him and quite honestly, it hurt. She had always had such a respect and love for him, but it was slowly depleting, very quickly. "And if I'm crazy, you must be stupid, because I'm actually telling the truth here!"

Ethan felt like he was getting repeatedly punched in the face when she spoke such means words. Hell, from a girl he didn't know who he probably would never have given the time of day to if she hadn't been so straightforward. Now she was just blowing off steam because she hadn't gotten the wanted result. "Maybe you shouldn't have cared in the first place, you crazy bitch!"

Jon rolled his eyes slightly to her words. "If you're crazy, then you're just crazy. None of that has anything to do with me, because if you're crazy - which you are - then you're obviously imagining everything," he said simply before shaking his head. This girl really was bothering him; never had he remembered somebody getting under his skin so much like this girl was. He scoffed slightly before scowling. "Just go to a mental ward or something already."

Claire froze at his words, honestly feeling like they had stabbed her right through the heart. Forcing the pained expression away, she shrugged slightly. "Then I won't care anymore," she said quietly, making sure not to be too loud as she knew she would just end up regretting it. Everything in her was already shattered because of him, so she felt no need to care anymore. What was there to care about anymore, anyways?

Marley watched the way that he stuttered over speaking back to her. She had always had that special trait that made it possible for her to get under his skin like no one else had, and she knew he was struggling to find out how now. At that, she shut up - not because she felt like she had lost the battle, but because she felt like keeping them guessing. She had gotten so used to all of the bullying at her old school that this didn't affect her; all of his insults rolled off of her like rain off of a raincoat. "Fine!" Was all she spoke to him, and then she turned away.

Ethan sighed and rolled his eyes. "Thank you!" He said to her as she told him he would stop caring. "I don't know you, so get over it!" He responded and felt like laughing that he was finally winning. God, this girl had certainly gotten to him, but he wasn't going to say anything of the sort. No, she was just some stalkerish loser, so she didn't matter to him anyways. Whatever made her think she would was obviously wrong.