The good, the bad...and the 'awkward'.

Part 13- Even more in love.

A/N: Hi everyone. Hope you enjoy part thirteen of: 'The good, the bad...and the 'awkward'. I know this book may be very close to ending, but I've been seriously considering a sequel? Comment and tell me what you think. :)

Previously on: The good, the bad...and the 'awkward':

I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe. My heart couldn't break. Everything was frozen.

How could I not have noticed, I don't notice many things. The only boy I truly ever had feelings for, is gone now. I never told him how I felt, and now it's too late.

A week went by since the death of James' mom.

Classes rolled through, as boring and uneventful as ever. The hubbub over my break up

with Harrison died down. It didn't hurt though, because now I realize I never loved Harrison.

I was just flattered by his 'supposed' interest in me. Shelby (as I discovered too late) was

never my friend. She's just as much a best friend to Amber now as she was to me at first. I

couldn't help laughing about it. Sure, if I had to admit it, I would say that I'm hurting a little.

But that's just it, I'll never admit that...not even to myself. I won't fall into some muck pit of

self pity like the typical teenage girl. And so life went on.

Woke up, went to school, and that was how my life went for three weeks after James left

our High School. Days were boring, they lacked taste. Even though I didn't miss Harrison, I

DID miss the excitement of actually having a life.

One rainy Saturday morning my mother informed me she would be going out for a few

hours and was curious as to whether I would pick up items of hers at the grocery store. I

reluctantly agreed. If I weren't so hungry for the groceries, I wouldn't have been so

compliant. So at 3:00 I set out into the rain, wind and gloom. Got into my car and drove the

few blocks to Aldi's. Once there, I proceeded to search out every single thing on mom's list.

It wasn't too long a thing, and I was finished in only thirty minutes. I was very preoccupied in

checking the labels on the groceries, and therefor did not notice the cashier. A nice looking

young man of around my age. Dark, wavy hair, and large eyes...Eyes that momentarily stared straight into mine.

"James!" I whispered. He smiled slightly. "How's it going Delanie?" His smile wasn't a genuine one. It was sad and half-hearted. "James...I...we really miss you at school....and I can't tell you how sorry I was to hear about your mother."

My words were meant kindly, but seemed to fall on deaf ears.

James completed the check out, handed me my bags and simply...walked away! I could

hardly believe my eyes. Of all the rude things to do, I was only trying to be nice. I

THOUGHT we were friends after all. But then I had to remind myself what happens when

people like me THINK they have friends...it never turns out the way I imagined it to.

On the way back home I couldn't figure out my feelings. They were as muddled as the

weather. I don't think I've ever been more confused. Someone I thought I was so in love with...someone who I genuinely thought could love me! All just...blown up in my face. It wasn't very fair, if you ask me.