Meera's Pov:
Cassidy is transferring to my school. I'm so fucking happy. This the the best thing that could've happened. Her family had been planning on moving to the house down the road from us, meaning she would finally go to my high school.
I was ecstatic when she showed up for a walkthrough today. For the time being she was going to be in all of my classes since I was her mentor/guide.
Having her all day almost made me forget about Wes. Speaking of Wes, I heard what he told Cassidy when she came home from practice last night to drop off the new jersey.
Today was going to be good. I wasn't about to let Wes ruin that for me.
Even though it was a Thursday, I felt like dressing up to the max. Just for fun. I pulled on a a pink sundress with a square neckline and mid length sleeves. For shoes, I decided I was going to wear the white shoes I custom painted for a football game in the fall.
The day goes by in a blur, it feels a bit like deja vu since the school decided to repeat a B day because of testing schedule conflicts.
I'm in the back of our APUSH room playing the monkey game with Jake, Cassidy, Davis, Jess and Alana. It's so much fun. That game is addictive.
I look up from Jake's phone for one second and make eye contact with James, giving him an excusing smile I turn my head back to Jake's phone but catch Wes's eyes as well and see him glaring at me.
My eyes flitted down to Jake's phone, I passed it over and tried not to breakdown or have an anxiety attack. The way Wes looked at me, scared me so much. I didn't want him to hate me. I wish I could go over and clear things up but what he said indicated that he wanted nothing to do with me.
"Hey, your shoes and dress match." Jake points out, offering me a smile.
"Thanks," I see Wes leave the classroom out of the corner of my eye. Shit.
He's too stubborn and won't come talk to me so I might as well just go to him. I excuse myself and go out, I try down the hall but he's not there. I turn back around and walk the other way, when I turn the corner to enter Lower Commons, I see Wes and Sarah.
Making out.
My heart dropped into my stomach.
I turn back around, looking for an empty room. I just need a minute.
The book closet was unlocked so I went in there. Tears cascaded my face, the amount of humiliation that coated my consciousness was obscene.
What is wrong with me?
Ever since that one Saturday, my whole life has gone to shit. I can't have one good thing in my life.
My phone buzzed from the shorts under my dress. Cassidy was asking where I went. I wiped my face and got up.
I opened the book closet and saw her looking down the hallway for me. "Cass?"
"Hey, where'd you go?" She comes closer and her face turns to a look of confusion. "Your mascara is smudged." She murmured, fixing it for me. "Were you crying?"
"Wes and Sarah are making out in Lower Commons." I blurted out.
"What the fuck-" she said, pushing past me to go there. "Wait where's Lower Commons?" She turned back real fast.
I sighed and pulled her back to class. "Fuck that, I don't care anymore."
A few more obligatory tears fall out and I'm laughing now instead of being sad. If he wants to kiss her, he's allowed to. I don't care.
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