I walked into my homeroom, getting glares from everyone. My guess was that Jane had posted something about me talking to her. I wouldn't be surprised if I was made fun of even more today.
I sat next to Dillon, not saying anything. I didn't feel like talking. I wanted to be home or at Liam's. Mostly at Liam's, snuggling up with him while we watch Avenger movies and eat popcorn. While I call every man sexy, and Liam scares me, and I pee my pants. I'd rather be doing that than anything right now.
"Your birthday's tomorrow. Are you excited?" Dillon asked me.
I shook my head, "No. There's nothing really exciting about my birthday's."
And it was true. Since I had no friends except my mom and Dillon, I didn't have a birthday party. I didn't invite people over or celebrate by going out into the town. I stayed at home with my mom, watched a movie, and ate cake. I got about two presents from my mom. Most of the time it was a shirt and a gift card, nothing fancy.
"So? You're turning 16! That's a huge milestone!" Dillon said, exagerating.
"Not for me it isn't." I sighed.
The bell rang, giving me somewhat of relief. I was able to escape Dillon's constant questions. That was the thing about Dillon. He was always so curious. He had this mind that wouldn't settle until he found out every possible fact about everyone and everything in the world. But he couldn't, and that was the problem.
I got to my locker and opened it, searching around for my LA books. I couldnt find them, which means I left them at home. Or they were in there, but underneath the clutter that filled my locker.
I sighed, not wanting to be late for class, and closed my locker. Mrs. Deron wouldn't be happy that I didn't have my books, but I really didn't care. She wasn't one of my main teachers to please.
I jumped slightly and looked over. Liam stood there, leaning up against the lockers next to me.
I smiled. "Hey."
"What's wrong? You seem upset." Liam said, moving closer to me.
"I'm just tired." I said. It was the truth. I got no sleep last night. My neighbors had thrown a party, a loud one to say the least. I wanted to complain to the police, but with my mom being the quiet person she is, didn't want to have the police come. She didn't want to make any commotion.
"Didn't sleep?" I shook my head. "Thinking of me huh?" Liam smiled.
I laughed. "Sorry, but that wasn't it."
"Just be warned. It is a side affect to dating such a hot guy like this."
I laughed and looked around. There were still people in the hallway. Good, I couldn't be late.
"Yo Liam!" someone shouted. "What are you doing talking to her?"
Liam turned around and I craned my neck to see who was talking. It was Tyler, Liam's best friend, and his gang.
"Non of your business!" Liam shouted back.
"Oh, Liam here is trying to get Little Miss Freak to screw with." his friend smirked.
I blushed, not used to this kind of attention. I didn't like being referred to like that or having to have a comment of sorts.
"Tyler, I'm not trying to screw with her! Why her out of the million girls that go to the school? I could have anyone else in two minutes." he said.
I knew he was probably just doing that to be cool, but it hit me hard. He would have sex with a girl because I wasn't "pleasing" enough. I didn't want to have sex so he goes out and finds some other girl that does, the screws them.
"Thanks Liam." I said and turned away. I walked quickly down the hall, towards the girls bathroom. I could hear Liam's friends laughing behind me, but I really didn't care.
"Amber!" Liam shouted, but I ignored him.
I opened up the door and ran to a stall. I ran to the last one, the biggest one. I locked the door and leaned against the wall. I cried, I cried for what seemed like forever. People came and went, but I stayed.
I finally calmed down a bit. I couldn't stay here any longer. I pulled out my phone and called my mom.
"Come pick me up please. I don't care what excuse you make, but I can't be here any longer today."
"Why? What's wrong?" My mom asked.
"I'll tell you when you get here."
"Okay. Where are you?"
"Girl's bathroom, left wing."
"Okay, I'll be there shortly."
I hung up and smiled. That's what I liked about my mom. She would always come and pick me up. She didn't care why, she would pick me up no matter what.
I looked at my phone. I had 10 new text messages, nine from Liam and one from Dillon.
Liam: I'm sorry.
Liam: you know I only said that because I was around my friends.
Liam: Amber, you know that I think you're the mist beautiful girl.
I didn't bother looking at the others before texting back. '
Me: Just give me some time okay?
I sighed and heard the bathroom door open. "Amber?" I heard my mom's voice call.
I stood up, wiped the tears off my face, and unlocked the stall door. My mom stood there, with the Principal. They both looked worried sick and were relieved when they saw me.
I ran to my mom, who wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug. "Let's get you home okay?"
I nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
* * * * *
I haven't written on my blog in forever. I used to a lot when I was younger and in middle school, but I stopped because I wanted to try and be less loserish.
We all take chances, we all give people chances, but sometimes those people blow them. Liam didn't blow his chance that I gave him, he just simply blew part of it along with some trust. I thought he would stand up for me, but I was wrong. Instead, he put on his "cool" self and played it cool, just like he would with his friends.
I learned that just because someone seems all nice and sweet in the beginning, doesn't mean they'll pull through with it. Liam treats me well and acts differently around me, but he went back to his old self. The one that is a bad boy and that is the cool person.
I don't know what to do right now. I want to be with him, but on the other hand I don't. After what happened today I guess I'll need some time to think things through, give Liam some time to think about what he's going to say to me and what he did.