Chapter 3

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Once I finally made it home my phone starts to ring. And Juliet's calling me.

"What?" It came out a bit more annoyed then I expected but I was really pissed off.

"Why you so ticked off?" She asked.

"Nothing." I say trying to calm a bit down.

"Is it because of the stupid dare?"

"No." I mumbled.

"It totally is! If it makes you feel better you'll never see that pretty face again."

"Yeah. Makes me feel so much better." Note the sarcasm I was obviously implying.

"So you do want to see him again?"

"I never said that."

"So you don't want to see him?"

"I never said that either."

"Well make up your mind women! The Choosing Day is here." She said dramatically.

"Whatever. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

I hang up before she says anything else. God. Life.

I go to Sam's room and see he's already fast asleep. I take a quick shower and rush to bed.

My last thoughts before falling asleep was...

Would I see him again?

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I had a restless sleep so I'm tired as hell right now. I dropped Sam off early and now I'm in hell.

Why do we need school after middle school?

I know how to read. I know how to write and I know how to add, subtract, divide, and multiply. Isn't that enough?

I haven't seen anyone of the others since the hockey rink incident. I'm not trying to avoid them, it's just seems to happen.

I head over to gym class. I don't exactly like gym but it's better than sitting through a lecture.

I walk into the locker room and it's filled with girls who just have no moral. They just walk around naked as if it was nothing.

Well...they have comfortable bodies and confidence.

I mean I have confidence but my cofidence goes to something else.

"Ali! Ali! Hey." My friend Casey walks toward me. She had long, long brown hair, a bit short but she's full of confidense and energy.

"Hey, Casey." I say.

"Hi. What's this rumor of you at the hockey rink?" She asks.

I sigh, " Well Beth dared me to do something. I did it, they chased after me, and I drove away."

"Oh, we're going to be late if we don't hurry and change. I'll see you in the gym." She runs off to the gym.

I go to the bathroom and change in a stall and head to the gym.

"Alright everybody 5 laps then I'll assign you to your teams for volleyball."

I hate running. And just to let you know skating 5 laps is so much easier than running them.

I finally run the 5 laps and I am panting. Not badly panting but still panting.

"Okay your teams for the remainder of this year will be..." Coach Henning went on and on with a line of names.

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