My oh my. Did I hate myself for loving the only person who was around for me. It could completely ruin things if I didn't watch out. There was no chance of us being together. We made a promise to always be friends. I hated it but loved it at the same time. Being friends would mean I'd get to see him so often for a long time. Where as if we broke up it'd be done. I love Justin and therefore I need him in my life even if it means loving someone who is just a friend. I would convince myself I didn't like him and soon it would be a reality. I also decided I wouldn't transfer schools. It was too far into the semester to change. I'd be so behind and be more stressed than I already am.
I continued down the hall to Brooke's locker.
"What the hell Brooke?" -I said staring at her.
"What..?" -she sounded as dumb as the people she was hanging out with.
"You are supposed to be my friend. You know get through things with me? But you ditch me the second life gets hard for me. I would have never left you if you were in my situation."
I just stared at her harder and harder.
"I know. I'm sorry. I was dumb and I was too scared for people to turn on me but you're the most important."
I was still angry but I needed as many friends as I could get at the moment so I forgot about it. She ditched her group of blonde preps to have lunch with me in the caf.
"I can't believe he did that to you." -She said out of no where. I didn't know what to say because I couldn't believe it either. I was in shock. How was that guy once the best thing that happened to me? It's sent shivers down my spine.
"I guess you just can't know everyone as well as you know yourself."
The only exception to that was Justin. We did know each other better than we knew ourselves. I loved that. I also knew tonight was in need of some Justin. I'd call him right after school.
I threw my bag on my bed and dug my phone out of it. I was about to dial Justin's phone when I started to think. What if Justin did like me and won't say anything because he was afraid that I didn't like him or something like that? We were very close and normally when you're that close to someone you do develop feelings. I decided. I will tell Justin and if he doesn't like me I'll say it was a dare to tell him or something. I dialed Justin's number and it rang about 3 times before an answer.
It was a girl. Laughing.
"Babe give that back." -I knew that voice anywhere.
"Hello?" -he said still giggling and I hung up.
Who was that. It broke me inside. I was just about to declare my love for him and a giggly girl had to answer. Perfect fucking timing. I felt like I was losing everyone. I knew I had Brooke but I could never fully trust her again. That girl had to be Justin's friend right? Wrong. He called her babe. I texted him like I never even called.
Hangouts 2night? :*
My phone almost rang instantly.
At least he had time for me. He didn't even know that call was me which means he thinks I don't know and until he told me about her I would pretend I didn't know either. Justin was a prankster. He called people babe all the time including his guy friends. He's called me that before and not meant anything out of it. I was surely just paranoid and soon I'd get dressed to have a great time with my best friend.
I was waiting for him at the mystery coffee place and I saw his car pull up. He walked in with that glowing smile of his. His eyes sparkled from over 15 feet away. Gosh he was so perfect. His hair was always looking perfectly put up even if it was messy. I felt jealous for anyone else who couldn't see him as often as I do.
"Hello Spence," -he said dragging the last part of hello.
He placed his black jacket on the back of his chair and went to grab his coffee.
"What's wrong?" -He said as he returned.
How could he tell my emotions by just looking at me. I wasn't even frowning. I suppose I looked confused because after he said,
"I can see it in your eyes."
I can't believe eyes could give away so much.
"Nothing's wrong," -I said smiling.
He looked unsure but moved on with the conversation anyways. We had a really good talk about our favorite authors and books. I liked how we never had the same conversations. It was going really well until he placed his phone on the table and I saw his lock screen. I froze for a second. I didn't want to see what I did. For one his lock screen used to be me and him when we were taking silly pictures while the movie we were watching at the time got boring. But what was worse was that it was replaced by a gorgeous girl with perfectly straight blonde hair that almost reached her butt and she had perfect blue eyes. Almost like a barbie.
"Who's that?" -I asked. He looked me in the eyes.
"That's my girlfriend."