The Church girl & The Bi girl

Why don't I care?

I walk down the hall after that monstrosity of a class. 

Ugh! Can you just believe her. She soo....so....just- shit she's so bad there's no word for her!

Turning to my left I walk down the hallway stomping slightly, my hair falling in my face as I give out a little huff. Stopping at my locker, I put in my combination. Obviously it doesn't work as today everything seems to just hate me!

Who did I piss off up there?

Trying the combination again, i jiggle the handle, trying to open it. Sighing I lean my forehead against its cold surface. When I was with Dirk, he always helped me open it when I couldn't. It was one of the reasons I loved him. He was always a gentleman. Was, being the key word. 

I huff and leave the locker be, I'll just wait until Lesley gets here. Out of the two of us, she's stronger. I just feel exercise and and playing sports are a waste of time but my bestfriend thinks otherwise. Its ok, I still support her at games, the same way she supports me at my "stupid nerd competitions", her words, not mine. 

I swear she's a jock. 

Turning away from my locker I wonder down the halls. What should I do, since I have this period free? I turn to go to the library and get some studying in for the upcoming tryouts, I don't need it but its always better to be sharp you know?

Reaching the corner I hear giggling coming from the right. I stop, not wanting to interrupt whoever it is. Peeking around the corner, I see a football player with his back facing towards me. Buts its not just any football player. No, of course it just has to be Dirk. Wanna know how I know, he's wearing his Varsity jacket. 

You know today is just not my day. 

I quickly jump back, not wanting to confrot him after what happened last night. Hearing the giggling again I look back around the corner, seeing their position has changed. He's pressing a cute tan skinned girl against the locker, playing with her hair as he leans down to whisper in her ear. 

Seeing that takes me back too when me and him first started dating. I used to always be late for class because he wanted to kiss up on me in-between classes. I shake my head at the memories. I don't wanna think about what we used to do. Its in the past now. Looking back around I catch a glimpse of the girls face, its Marilyn. 

Really? Marilyn of all people?

There's nothing unique about her, but her mom did pay for implants. I guess that why he's all smushed up on her now. Marilyn Montgomery is the cheerleading captain here at West Lincoln High. She was, let's say, very jealous throughout Dirk and I's relationship. I guess now that we aren't together the she devil couldn't wait to get her claws into him. 

Not wanting to witness anymore of this, I step out and walk past them. Neither of them look up at me, too enthralled into each other to notice. The library isn't too far from them. As I turn to go into the library holding open the door, I look over at them one more time. Marilyn is staring at me a smirk on her lip, before she turns back to Dirk and kisses him. I roll my eyes as I enter into the Library letting the door slam behind me. 

The librarian, Ms. Goodshire, looks up at the noise. Glaring at me with her heavy brow, she scowls before going back to her book that she was reading. 

Honestly the old hag needs to retire all ready, she was here when my parents were still attending. 

Going to one of the corner of the library I sit in the bean bag and think. I came here to study but after that little scene in the hallway my mind is on something besides the anatomy of a human. 

Many thoughts swirl my mind, ranging from why Dirk cheated to why does this Al girl keep popping up in my mind. But one of them keeps dominating them all, and I rather think about Marilyn and Dirk kissing then this question. But the question is haunting me. 

Why when I saw him with her, did it not hurt me? Why when she kissed him did I not care? Why am I feeling nothing towards the end of my almost two year relationship?  Yeah o know its more than one but its the same in a sense. Why don't I care? I should right? Or atleast I should wanna beat his face in and castrate him, but I don't even wanna do that. 

Looking around the library I sigh, I might as well get up and study some while i still have some free period left. I start to get up before feeling eyes on me, looking around I stop. Its a familiar stare, a burning one. As I start to ignore it I find the culprit. And now only one question is ringing through my head. 

Why is Alexandra, staring at me from across the library? 

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877 words < not including the end note. 

Wow guys, im sorry its kind of short. I just made a filler chapter since I haven't posted since the beginning of January. To be fair, school is low-key whopping my ass. All these damn AP classes gon be the death of me. 

But what do you think? I wonder if anyone got the reference I made in this chapter about Marilyn. If you get it, I'll give you a cookie. 

Man Al, is a mystery huh? Wonder whats up with her and all this damn staring. She reminds me of Edward from the first twilight. 

NOT THAT I WATCHED TWILIGHT OR ANYTHING!

Anyway hope you guys liked this chapter. Again i be talking to no one, but its great to have the end note here so.