Get through Senior year. That's all I needed to do then I would finally be able to get out of Oklahoma.
Head down and keep quiet. That's all I had to do and I would survive. That was my strategy.
Until I caught the attention of the wrong person.
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Nervous.
That's how I was feeling this fine Monday morning. Not only was I nervous about this presentation today but seeing Mercer.
The last I saw of him was the night he decided to pop up with Jules's phone. A crazy night it was. I decided to give the guy I liked a massage just to make him relax over something I had little information about.
I didn't think he'd tell me anything. Especially now which I didn't blame. I barely knew much about him and he barely knows anything about me. Or so I think. I don't know. His words the other day telling me he knows more about than I know stuck with me. We're still trying to put together what this fascination between us was.
But I kissed him. On his lips.
A bold, bold move on my part. Never in my life have I been so daring.
Sighing, I grabbed the last book I needed from my locker before closing it. The feeling of someone staring at me doesn't hit me until I turn to the side. There, down the hall, stood Demi.
Just looking at her has me thinking about how she once was my friend if she was my friend at all. I just never understood her betrayal. It was random.
Thinking back on it, I couldn't find a reason for why she did the things she's done to me.
The way she was staring at me made me think she wants to talk to me. Yes, I still haven't responded to any of her messages, and with reason. I needed to think and think about this so-called friendship she wants to re-build.
"Good morning, Gen." A familiar voice that belongs to a geeky boy, forces me to look away from her.
"Good morning, Carson." I smiled. "How are you?"
It's been a few days since I last talked to Carson and cleared the air between us. Something he didn't take so well. Lately, he's been more down and far from the cheery guy I enjoyed having silly conversations with.
"Good. You?"
A small smile appears on his lips and he nods. "I've been good. Just been thinking about a lot of things." He scratches the back of his head. "Can we talk about the other day?"
