As Mr. Faun (my least favorite teacher) talks, I don't pay attention to him. This guy can get really boring, really fast. I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who actually stays awake. After all, I have my thoughts about Brandon to keep me entertained...
"Lilly, pay attention!" Mr. Faun says. Wow, I. Am. The. Only. One. Who. Is. Awake! I simply say 'ok' and he continues talking. As much as I want to pay attention, my thoughts get me again.
"Lilly! Pay. Attention!" This time I don't say anything, but I do roll my eyes. I wonder if Brandon rolls his eyes at Mr. Faun... What is his class schedule? Hmm... maybe he has art? No, not art, maybe drama? Yeah, probably drama.
Mr. Faun storms over to my desk, and gives me a price of paper, and walks away. I don't want to read the slip, but I do anyways.
Saturday school. Really? Ugh! I had plans to meet Brandon and Kat at the movies, and we were going to sleep over. I do a heavy sigh, and roll my eyes.
Finally, the bell rings. When I get out, I see Brandon across the hall. He is looking at me, and talking to the football quarterback jock, Nick. Everyone knows Nick, and everyone either wants, or wants to be Nick. (Not me for some reason. I did in the eighth grade.) He is dating Kylee, a stuck up cheerleader. Her posse is in the back of the room, squealing about the new kid, whom I find very unattractive...
"Hey, Brandon." I say, and nod my head towards Nick. Brandon looks at me, and gives me an awkward smile.
"Hey, um, I have plans today, so maybe tomorrow?" Brandon asks. I look at him in disbelief. I honestly had no idea he was going to say that. What the heck!
"Seriously." I spun on my heel, and stormed off home.
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"Dude, Brandon just completely left me high and dry!" I yelled at Kat. Her emotions went from angry, to annoyed, to sad, to completely pissed off.
"Ugh... Are you ok?" I ask, sort of shaky. Kat looks at me with anger in her eyes.
"That boy... I swear I will kill him!" She storms out of the house, and got into the car.
"Ohhh Kat." I mumbled. That girl.
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Alone... // ON HOLD
Romance184 days. Yes, I've been counting. I love him, yes I still do. But he doesn't. Never has. He said after leading me on, "Never in 200 years, would I love somebody like you." His words play in my head like a broken record, tearing my heart up slowly...
