Across The Table

Chapter 6

Alyssa's POV

I spent the next few days sorting out my feelings. I still didn't know if I was upset. Well I guess I shouldn't lie. I was upset. I wasn't horribly crying though. It wasn't such a big deal. Its happened to me before. But this time, for some reason, it hurt a bit more. After seeing him yesterday at school, I wasn't as worried but I was more disappointed.
I went to school again the next day. Everything was normal. Completely normal. I smiled at people, even when it hurt inside. I laughed at jokes, even though I wanted to cry. I chatted with my friends, even while I wanted to be alone. See? A normal day.
Fine it wasn't normal. I was feeling down. I felt myself frowning a bit more throughout the day. Not really for much of a reason. I guess it was my hormones or puberty or something. I just saw my friends come up to me with her new boyfriend and I would snap at her.
I was acting different...
What did this boy do to me? It was hurting quite a lot for something that i really didn't care about. Ugh, high school feelings are hard.
The next day was better. I was still a bit sad but it didn't hurt as bad. I made it through my first period. It was math, my favorite subject. So that made it easy for me to enjoy.
Next I had history. Ugh history. It was my least favorite subject. This is going to be so boring. I kept thinking. My mood was changing drastically.
I wished for something to save me. Something to happen to take up some time in history so we wouldn't have to learn so much.
Somehow, it worked.
"Ok class!" Mrs. Martinez spoke up. There was a kid up at the front of the room. New student. I thought, relieved. She took forever to get them acquainted with the class. This was my lucky day. Mrs. Martinez finally quieted us down. "This is James. He's a new student!" No duh! "So James, would you like to tell us a bit about yourself?" Him and the rest of the class knew he really didn't have a choice.
"Well I like basketball..." He mumbled. His emerald green eyes shot across the room as people giggled. I felt a bit sorry for him. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his shorts, casually.
We continued getting to know James a bit more as Mrs. Martinez made us ask him questions. He seemed pretty cool. His favorite color was the same as mine, green. He played basketball and baseball. His favorite song was 'All of Me' by John Legend. He seemed a bit nervous throughout the whole thing.
I am so glad that he came because he helped me get out if doing history stuff for almost the entire period.
A few more periods went by. I survived them all. Finally it was time for science. I sat down in my assigned seat as Carter sat down next to me. He eyed me a bit before looking away. I was so confused. Why? Why did he keep doing this? He's been staring at me a lot lately. And even after the incident, he talked to me more than ever. What was going on? I felt as if I was being sent mixed signals.
But I'm not! I told myself. He made it very clear that he didn't like me. Very clear.

Flashback

'He says that he doesn't like you that way sorry...' Rosemary texted.

'Stop apologizing! Its not your fault.' I sent back rolling my eyes.

'Still!' She replied. 'he says that he doesn't date basketball players he only likes girls who play soccer. IM GOING TO KICK HIS ASS!'

'Oh my goodness' I typed

'I know!'

I let out a small laugh but soon felt a pain in my chest. 'He is so immature' I texted.

'Ugh boys are annoying!' Rosemary comforted me. She was there when I needed her.

I decided to call up Chloe. She was my best friend after all. I explained what happened and she didn't interrupt once. Then when I was finished she was silent for a while. But not for too long. She's never quiet for too long. Especially when she has sugar. That girl is crazy when she has sugar!
"I know already..." she said. "He told me." She spat. I wondered how.
"Chloe?" I questioned. "Hm?"
"Why did he tell you?" I bit my lip. Chloe took a deep breath in and answered me slowly. "He told me to tell you that he wasn't interested. That he liked someone else. He said that I was your best friend so it was best you hear it from me."
"Oh..." I hung up.

End of flashback

My eyes stung. I felt them become moist. I raised my hand and my teacher called on me. "Yes Ms. Anderson?"
May I go to the restroom?" I said, my voice shaky with fear and sadness. I could hear the desperation in my voice and I was sure he could to because he allowed me to go.
"O-of course." he sounded a bit worried. Carter's eyes flashed toward me, almost showing sympathy. I dashed out of the classroom and ran to the bathroom. I felt eyes pierce into the back of my neck.
I locked myself in a stall and sat down, not caring that the toilet seat was touching my jeans. Good thing it wasn't dirty. Tears spilled from my eyes and I heard footsteps outside the stall. Oh no! Not now!
I quieted down. "Alyssa? Alyssa!" I heard Chloe's voice call me from outside as she shook the door. I unlocked it and she pulled me into a hug. "I know it hurts." She comforted.
I looked up. "How did you come here?" I told Mr. Dorian that I didn't feel good so he let me leave." She smiled and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Come on! You'll get over him!" I nodded meekly and went to the sink to wash my face.
The cool water splashed my face and instantly I felt a little better. I washed away the pain-filled tears and walked back to class. Chloe stayed behind to come back a few minutes later. We thought it was better so that it wouldn't be suspicious.
I walked into the room. Nobody really noticed. Except Carter. He watched me. Only him.

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