"Maybe cleo's right. I DO need to get out more. Plus, this is a good opportunity for me."
I normally don't dread getting out of school, but this day was different. My best friend, Cleo, had decided that it was time for me to move on from my ex. I admit, i was scared, but you would be too. I hadn't dated anyone else since my ex decided to get back with HIS ex. I hadn't even fucked anyone else.
It was gonna be really hard for me to move on though.
Cleo had set me up on a date with this guy. He was cute honestly, but he kinda looked like my ex .. Is that why i'm so scared?
The bell to go to 7th period rang and i rolled my eyes back in annoyance.
"The one day i don't wanna get out of school, is the day that the day's going by fast", i said while putting my books back into my locker.
"It'll be fine, plus, i know you wanna move on from that asshole", Emily said, while helping me close my locker.
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She wasn't entirely wrong though. Let me rephrase that, she wasn't wrong AT ALL. I do wanna move on from him, it's just that i can't.
Try spending a year with someone and then try to move on from them 2 months later.
I thought that was the love of my life. He told me i was his. But i guess he had other plans.
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We started to head down the hallway to gym.
"I guess you're right" i said while trying to keep from looking at anyone too hard while i was walking.
"When am i ever wrong?"
When we get to where we were going, i scanned the gymnasium to see if Cleo was there. But like always, she wasn't. Good for her, cause i was gonna give her so much shit about her setting me up on the date even though i whole-heartedly obliged.
She literally brung up the fact that i was going on a date with the guy this morning while i was getting ready. I then wanted nothing more but to lay down and die.
Lucky me.
To be fair, he wasn't ugly. Far from it actually. He looked tall, he had nice teeth, a tattoo on his neck, he was brown skin, he had some locks that went to his neck— he looked like maybe he was black and hispanic like me—. It was honestly a win for me.
Usually if someone like him wanted to go out with me, i'd be at his place tonight having the best sex ever, but under the circumstances i couldn't get happy.
After i unsuccessfully spotted Cleo, i went to the locker room with Emily to change into my gym clothes.
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(Fast forward to later that day)
My mom picked me up from school as usual. And as usual, we didn't say anything to each other. To break the tension, or more so to drown it out, i put in my headphones and put the whole "Channel Orange" album on shuffle.
When we finally got home i was exhausted. I went upstairs and to my room, dropped my bag on the floor and plopped on the bed.
It seems like as soon as i hit the bed Cleo was calling me.
I rolled my eyes, but answered the phone.
"Sooo, are you ready for tonight?" she said in a annoying sing songy voice. I could see her background, it looked like she had just stayed home that day.
