Loving You Was A Mistake

I watched as he walked down the hallway of our highschool, headed towards his next class.

How could he do that to me?

Did I really deserve what happened?

Well technically it is my fault. For falling for him.

For falling in LOVE with someone I thought loved me back.

But I know the truth now.

I slowly walked towards my next class, Science. I personally didn't really like learning about science, but my parents wanted me to take science, because I still has no clue what I wanted to be, so my parents told me to take it just in case I would need it. But hey, I said I didn't like science, which doesn't mean I'm doing bad, my marks are pretty good.

"And your name is..." The supply teacher looked down at me with her glasses on the tip of her nose.

"Oh it's Jessica, Jessica Cabrera."

Now, let me tell you about myself. My name is Jessica Miranda Cabrera. But my friends call me Jess, or Jessie. Anyways, I am half Mexican and half Latino, and that is where my name comes from. I was born in Mexico, but raised in Atlanta. I go to high school names James Arthur High. My best friends are Amy Stevens and Casey Donald, and we've been through a lot together, and were inseparable. I have brown hair with highlights, my eyes are a light shade of grey, although you wouldn't be able to see the grey properly, unless you're really close. I am fun, outgoing, nice, unless your mean to me, I will be mean back. Oh and I'm not really a big fan of when people pop my personal bubble, it is there for a reason.

Now on to my school life.

Highschool was okay, nothing very special. But that all changed from I met Kyle, Kyle Serrano, I felt like life got better, a lot, but I guess that didn't last. He blew me off for another girl, Ms. Popular, She was flawless, the head of cheerleaders, even her name sounded perfect, Skylar Anthony.

"You thinking of Kyle again?" Sam said to me, with a smirk. He was also one of my best friends, but he is like my brother, even though were one year apart. We have that brother and sister relationship.

I gave him the stare, the best death stare I could do, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I was about to reply to Sam, but got cut off by the supply teacher.

"Is there a problem miss..." She looked at the seating plan before she answered.

"Carberer?" She looked at me with a stern look.

"It is Cabrera." I said with my accent and my fingers forming the o.k sign an a small smile.

"and no there is no problem." I added on.

"Well, perhaps you should find another seat away from him." She said pointing Sam and then to an empty seat, away from him.

I glared at Sam, and I decided to

move knowing he would get me in trouble again. I packed up my stuff and looked to where my new seat was the only empty seat left was next to Kyle.

I stood frozen in place, my heart skipping a beat, no not one beat, but missing several beats.

I decided to sit beside him but avoid eye contact. I mean that would be easy right? I don't have to look into his deep blue eyes, that allure me every time. I sat in an awkward position trying to face my teacher and my back against him. This is actually pretty good! I mean I can avoid him, and focus on the class without getting distracted or in trouble. But once again, I was wrong. Oh how I hated Sam for getting me in trouble. I will get back him, for doing this to me.