Lost memories *Mini story, CONTINUATION*

Hi guys, I made this without planning on a continuation, Yes I was planning to leave a cliffhanger, haha. I hope y'all enjoy this!!

I sit on my bed curled up, lighting in my room dimmed due to the rain, I scroll mindlessly through YouTube. The pain lingering from the one person I cherished the most not remembering me.

It has been a few weeks (Exactly 16 days) since THAT day.

'I can't sit here anymore' I think to myself, turning my phone off real quick and throwing it on my bed next to me. sitting upright and reaching to my bedside table, I open the drawer to reveal all the pictures and gifts me and Lucas shared. Going through every picture, note, and bracelets we gave each other made me experience a wave of pain, the Lost memories... OUR Lost memories.

My room door swings wide open (I have never closed a drawer so fast) Revealing my brother. UGH just great.

"Mom says to get your lazy butt downstairs for dinner"

I fight, literally FIGHT the urge to snap back but my mom will probably, most likely, give us a lecture about how we need to start getting along more.

"I'll be down there in a second" I sigh, turning around to check my phone.

"Mom made garlic bread" My brother said in a sing-song tone.

Now that, THAT, grabs my attention, I snap my head to look at my brother, his face with a smug smirk I know. He's challenging me for a race, I sprint head on as my brother took a few seconds to register that. I push him back to gain more of a chance at winning. My mom makes homemade Garlic bread, and OHMYGOSH it is HEAVEN. I would have it Every. Single. Day, if she made it every single day of course. It is only tradition for me and my brother to race to that bread, since we know all the good pieces. I almost crash into a wall trying to turn, but I finally reach the staircase, and instead of rushing down. I throw myself to the bottom of it. My mom would not approve of me doing that and my grandmother would probably wince as if she could feel pain from it, "be careful, you're going to hurt your legs if you keep that up" She would say. Of course, I wouldn't listen. After all, I'm young and so are these legs. Landing on my hands and knees I feel pain for about 2 seconds before pushing myself up and running to the kitchen, right as I was right there, RIGHT THERE. I ran into somebody, making me and whoever it was crash down onto the floor. I stand up and look down to see Lucas, scowling at me.

"Do you ever watch where you're going?"

(Rude much?)

"Sorry... It's because-" I cut myself off, it would probably sound stupid if I told him me and my brother were racing for bread. I would have not hesitated if he remembered that he would join me and my brother for those races, or if he remembered me...

Clearing my throat I continue, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He says, standing up and dusting himself off "Your family invited mine before you ask."

I would've nodded and said "Ohhh okay" If I wasn't thinking of asking that, So instead I said:

"I know.."

He gives me a look as if he's trying to read me, Oh god PLEASE don't. I just turn around "Let's go get some food.."

I'm still trying to adjust to this whole "My best friend doesn't remember me" whatever, but it's hard to when my mom has invited his family to dinner. During dinner I text my dad "Hey dad, are you eating dinner?" He can't eat dinner here with us.

No, my parents aren't divorced. My dad is just working out of town.

"Alanna, what did I say about devices at the table?"

I Immediately look up to see my mom looking at me expectantly and everyone staring, God I hate when people stare at me. I feel like I just got punched in the gut from embarrassment, I can feel my face heating up, not in guilt but in embarrassment of others witnessing this.

"Sorry mom it's just-" I say before seeing my mom stick out her hand, I sigh knowing I can't argue or say anything back. I place my phone in her hand as she puts it in front of her "You can get this after dinner." I look over to see Lucas trying to suppress a laugh. I would kick his leg with mine if my mom weren't here..

THE NEXT DAY

I wake up with my hair all messed up, I stretch and turn my alarm clock off, Can't let me sleep more can you? Stepping out of bed and getting ready for school. Once I'm done getting ready I head down for some BREAKFASTTT! I grab a waffle and stuff it in my mouth as I make myself a cup of chocolate milk. The pressure is real when you hear your mom ranting about how late you'll be to school. I hop on the bus as it pulls up in front of my house. I decide to sit near the back because all the ones who hope to be left alone (At least this is how it works in my school) sit there. Once I get to school my first class is Literature. My teacher takes attendance and how it's important to "Try your best". I am not really paying attention till I hear me and Lucas' names.

"Lucas and Alanna, you two will be partnered up"

Alright, partnered up for what now?? I raise my hand

"Mr. Wilson, uh, partnered up for..what?"

Mr. Wilson sighs and adjusts his glasses.

"The whole class is being partnered to create a presentation on how writings can be used in our daily lives."

"Thank you, Mr. Wilson" I say as I glance over at Lucas who is already looking at me. Awkward...

I only catch a few parts of Mr. Wilsons lesson about how writings can be inspiring and how poems can be influential and how it expresses feelings and how you can understand it. I'm too focused on other things, Why can't Lucas remember me? Have I done something wrong? Did I feed Willow her cat food today? Ugh, my head is going at a million miles per hour. Lucas must have noticed because he gave me a look saying "what's wrong?" I give him a thumbs up and mouth the words "nothing, I'm fine." After class the teacher gives me and Lucas permission to study in the library. We searched the "Literature" Section for about 10 minutes before Lucas asked the librarian what books she suggested for an assignment on that topic. The Librarian (one of the few favorites teachers/ employees I have at the school) Suggested about 3 different books which we both got, I sit across from him as we both pull our notebooks out to start taking notes. Opening the book on the top of the stack I place it next to the notebook, stealing a glance at Lucas. he has changed a lot, His hair has grown wavy. His eyes no longer have the spark of adventure in them, now they are just calm and collected. The thought suddenly crosses my mind, Would he even noticed I changed too if he remembered me? I am staring at him without thinking about it, thinking what it would be like if he remembered me, would we be even more close??

Lucas sighs and closes his book, he crosses his arms and looks at me. Uh, ok.. Where is this heading?

"Alanna, what's wrong?" Hearing him say my name gives me a slight feeling of hope that he might remember me even if it's just a little bit. I stare at him before snapping back to reality.

"It's nothing.."

"Well it's obviously not "nothing" " He says, adding air quotes. "You look like you have been thinking, all day actually."

I stay quiet. Have I really made it that obvious?

He takes my silence as a chance to continue, I guess.

"I don't even know how many times I tried telling you to pay attention in class, you could have gotten us both in deten-"

"Lucas." I say, glancing up at him. I can't help myself anymore, I need to know. I can't control it. Before I can try stopping the words coming out from my mouth, they are already going.

"Lucas do you really not remember me?" My voice breaks WITHOUT MY CONSENT!! I hate not being able to control my emotions. Lucas looks at me, I don't give him a chance to say anything though.

"We were best friends, but then you left and never kept your promise, you lied. I missed you, I still miss you. But I'm also mad and hurt by you, you don't remember me? after everything we did together you don't remember?! I've been stuck for years with these memories while all you have to do is move to a new city and then forget about everything." I try to fight back the growing anger and pain. BE MATURE ALANNA, BE MATURE.

"Alanna please let me explain.." He pauses then continues,

"I acted like I never met you, but that was for your own good. I wanted to keep my promise, I wanted to keep it so bad but things were hard, I didn't want you to get close to me because I didn't know if you would forgive me or not, that's why I acted like I don't remember you and never met you.." He gives me an apologetic look. What? I don't even know what to think, Mad, sad, or Happy. But I smile, he does remember me after all... I crack a small joke

"So are you going to ask for forgiveness or not?"

He looks embarrassed but then apologizes.

"Will you forgive me?" He looks at me.

I can't help but make a comment, I MISSED THIS TOO MUCH, OK?!

"I was expecting a "Oh my goodness, will you ever find it in your kind heart to forgive me?" But that will do I guess."

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Me and Lucas hand our story to our teacher, feeling proud that we came up with such a story. Ms. Meredith reads it with a small smile growing on her face as me and Lucas standing there with an Ego-growing (not at all) Expression on our faces, anticipating her reaction. Our teacher slowly nods and continues reading.

After a bunch of waiting, and a few shared glances between me and Lucas, Ms. Meredith looked up at us with a proud smile on her face.

"I love this! I might have to print a copy for myself!" She smiles, me and Lucas notice the "A+" on our paper and that just adds more to his proud smile, I laugh because I have never seen such a look on his face with THAT amount of Pride.

"Although I have to ask, did this actually happen? I can't tell." She gives us a confused look. Me and Lucas looked at each other and let out a small laugh. Lucas nudges me with his elbow. I nudge him back and tell Ms. Meredith

"I would never let Lucas move away. It would be losing apart of me."

Lucas smiles at me and looks at our teacher.

" And I could and would never forget my best friend."