I walked into Lake Side High School with no expression but to get out of here. I was joined now by Amber who was talking but I couldn't here her from my thoughts in my own mind spilling out everywhere. There were only two things that took up my mind right now: my mother and Jase.
"Are you even listening to me?" Amber finally noticed my carelessness.
"No," I admitted.
"Why?" she asked just stopping in her tracks.
"Because I have other things on my mind ok?" I tried to explain and I continued walking.
"Like what?" she shoes herself in front of my blocking my way.
"Things you wouldn't understand, like boys." I was now frustrated and I just didn't know what to say so I fought back.
"You think you know more about boys than I do? Your nuts! I don't even know what's gotten into you!" she storms off not bothering me. I trudge to my locker and get to Social Studies.
"Hey..." Kyle comes up to start a conversation but of course, I could care less on what he has to say.
"Hi." I keep it simple.
"Um... I was wondering," he started. "Do you maybe want to like go out sometime? Like a date?" he finally nudged it out. This caught my attention, Kyle Jackson wants to date me?
I wasn't sure what to say I had a crush on him when I was in 8th and 9th grade but now he's changed... Do I still want him as a boyfriend? I rasped out, "Um.... Well I will admit that I used to like you, but I think I'll pass." I wasn't sure if this was what I wanted but that's what it needed to be.
He didn't take the rejection well I could tell by the way his eyes decreased in enthusiasm. "Well if you used to like me, what's holding you back?" he tried to smile as if it were nothing, but if it were nothing he wouldn't have said anything.
"Well, I just have to figure things out an-"
"I get it," he interrupts me and walks off with no hesitation.
The next 45 minutes of my life were rather terrible, I always hated the Great Depression and just the way Miss Wright taught it, didn't seem even more interesting. As I walked out of the room I was pulled veraciously out of the room into the girls bathroom bye a crying Amber. Her red bangs covered her face as she thrust her eyes into her hands now sobbing.
"What's wrong?" I cry lifting her head up and looking deep into her eyes.