It was finally, finally lunch! Even though it was the first day, I was already burned out. I was sitting in the table, in the middle of the cafeteria. The cafeteria is chaotic on a good day. Here's a diagram I drew.
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I sighed, stuffing my phone back in my pocket. It wasn't just whatever. It was a big deal to me! A really big deal! After all Crystal and Kelly were talking about, I was really worried. And now Keefe blew me off? That was a telltale I'm-not-interested-anymore sign. My perfect life was falling apart! For all I knew, I might get detention today and ruin my perfect record!
I got a tofu burger and water from the lunch line (I was going to get a chicken salad, but there was a fly on it) and went to sit next to Kelly and Crystal. But then...
Just as I was about to sit down, Kelly plopped her purse down on my seat. "Sorry, Bi, saving the seat for someone." She said.
What? That was my seat! And it was pretty obvious no one was sitting there, except for her purse. And it wasn't even that cute!
"Oh." I tried to sit down next to Crystal, but Jordan Addams took that seat. It was the same tale for the rest of the table. I couldn't sit next to anybody!
My life was starting to become one of those stupid teen novels! But it never showcased how awkward it was. I just stood there as my friends started to eat. Kelly, however, was watching me with glittering blue eyes. I glared at her, and she smiled sweetly.
I grabbed my lunch and stalked out of the cafeteria. If they wanted Kelly, they could have her! I didn't care. Ish.
After 15 minutes of fuming, angry conversations, and sulking, I was about to stand up and go tell Kelly off. That's when Keefe walked into the library. I ran to hug him, tell him all about my sucky day, but then I realized - he said he had lunch detention. Wait... what?
I stormed up to him furiously, poking my finger in his chest. "You said you had detention!" I shouted.
Keefe sighed. "One of my friends was having a really bad day, and I wanted to help him, but he didn't want me to tell anyone, so I made an excuse. Sorry, Bi."
That would've made sense - except he was blushing. And sweating. And avoiding my eyes.
"LIAR!" I shouted again, ignoring the library's blatant No-Yelling rules.
"Whatever, Biana." He said, raking a hand through his hair.
Whatever? WHATEVER?! "It's a big freaking deal, okay?" I said, tears welling in my eyes despite my attempt to keep them back. "What did Kelly and Crystal say?"
"Who?" He asked.
"Kelly. And. Crystal. First, they talk about how they have a video of something humiliating, and now you blow me off! Do you see how that might make me feel, I don't know, INSECURE?" I screamed, the tears now flowing freely down my face.
"What? Bi, I'm so sorry!" He tried to hug me, but I pulled back.
"Keefe, you have to apologize." I ordered angrily.
"I didn't - Biana, this isn't working!" He shouted. "This isn't working!"
"What?" I said softly, the tears stopping.
"This isn't working, Biana." He said more gently. "I want to break up."
"What?" I repeated, this time, stronger.
"I'm sorry, Biana. I want to break up." And then he stormed out.
