Learning to Love

Chapter 7: Jealousy

A/N

Haiiiiii guysss!!

Im sorry that I haven't updated in a long time, but there wasn't school today, so what the heck, i'm writing this chapter.

On another note (I didn't say anyway!!), this is my first time writing a chapter on the computer. I've always done it on my phone and just assigned the characters on the computer, so this is a new experience.

I hope you guys enjoy the chapter. See you at the end!! (Btw, this wasn't thoroughly edited because I was too busy doing everything else imaginable.)

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It has been a couple days since Chance has talked to me. He won't look at me and when we are in the same area he leaves. I decided that I was going to confront him once and for all, I just had to find a way how.

HONK

I ran out of the house to meet Mandy and Emmy sitting patinetly in the car. Well, Mandy was sitting patiently while Emmy was touching every button she could see. Her hand was swatted away from the sound system a couple of times though.

"Hey guys," I said quickly. I was too distracted by my plan-in-progress on how to get Chance to talk to me again so I could explain. I don't understand why I wanted to explain myself, but I knew that I had to.

"Hey," they greetd simultaneously. Even thought they were polar opposites, they were still impressively in sync.

Once Emmy finally turned on the radio, Blank Space started playing. They overplay it, but its still good, catchy song.

"Got a long list of starbucks lovers, They'll tell you i'm insane. I've got a blank space baby, and i'll write your name!" sang Emmy. She was clearly oblivious to fact that she she had sung the wrong words, but I wasn't going to be the one to burst her bubble, since she was clearly in the groove.

After what seemed like forever, we finally made it to school. As I walked inside, I saw Chance and when he saw me, he did what he's been doing all week, walking away. This time, I chased him. I'm not much of a runner, ok I don't run at all, but right now, my feet seemed to be moving pretty fastly.

He was about 2 feet away, when I tackled him to the gound. Note to self: Never do that again. When I got up, I dragged him out of the building and straight to the garden. We got a lot of confused stares, but majority of the female population were shooting glares, specifically at me. It seemed like they were planning a big murder and I was the victim. Giant mobs of teenage girls holding stilletos occupied my mind, until I stopped walking.

I looked around and saw that I was in the garden, but there was no Chance. See, you were so busy being scared of some girls, that Chance got away. My conscience was right. I let fear take over my mind, that he got away.

I sat down and put head on my hands. I was having a hard few days. I hated when someone was mad at me and I didn't know why or they wouldn't tell me. It made me the bad guy and I couldn't fix the mess I made.

I started to contemplate Emmy's theory that maybe he liked me. It was a longshot, but I couldn't deny it. He did start hanging out with me and even let me meet his siblings. Maybe Emmy was right, but I couldn't even find out because Chance was gone.

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I was sitting for about half an hour, when I heard footsteps.

"Hey Emmy." My hope was shut down and replaced with suprise when I saw Ryan standing in front of me. His hair was disheveled and he had huge bags under his eyes.