Lost

Freshmen Year: Chapter 10

Here is how my days usually went now:

Avoid Daisy. The bitch was this () close to getting bitch slapped by me. Her shit worsened by the day.

Avoid Jason. After his 'try to get into my pants' incident I was afraid to go around him in fear that he might try (and fail) to pull a move.

Avoid the preps. This one needs no explamation.

Avoid the bullies. Big duh right there. Who would want to deal with being picked on.

Avoid the idiot rednecks. Not that I had a problem with rednecks. Just the ones who went to my school and would go down the hallway yelling 'Hank!' For no damn reason at all. And then would sit in class and put chewing tobacco in their mouth and spit it in the water fountains. It was disgusting and unsanitary.

So, I was halfway through the week when I got a text from Jake one day after school that said:

Daisy and I broke up.

Truth be told, the Halauyah chorus played in my mind. No more whiny bitch threatening to smack me. No more her getting between our close friendship. No more her sneering at me.... my phone vibrated again.

Will you go back out with me.

He just asked... did I just read that right? I closed my eyes and reopened them. The same message still displayed. I pinched my shoulder. No, I wasn't dreaming. He was really asking that. Was it a joke? Or was he serious? Or did obe of his friends steal his phone and was trying to prank me?

After some thought, I texted back. Sure. I will give it another try.

....

The next say, I walked into school a happy person. I still had feelings for Jake, that was for sure. Plus it would get Jason off my back. I gave Jake a hug and said. "Hey."

"Hey babe." He smiled back.

You should have seen the look on Daisy's face. It was halfway between anger and the look of she looked like she was going to pass out.

Payback's a bitch. I thought. I know it was cruel but she kind of deserved it for everything she said to me.

I made sure I had time to see Jake in-between classes that wete close by each other. He would walk me to class and give me a hug. I still wanted to rake this nice and slow. No need to rush into a relationship, you know?

I didn't like the idea of rushing into relationships. It tended to go very badly. Very badly indeed. Especially if you are pressed into doing things that you do not want to do.

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Funny thing is, relationship I am in now was moved fast and yet it is the best relationship I've ever been in.