Puzzled Past

Brooke Demands Answers

Brooke was eyeing me all during lunch. I could feel her stinging stare burning the side of my arm as I ate my macaroni.

I knew exactly why... She wanted details. But she wasn't going to get any in front of the whole lunch room. They were nosey enough!

So I ignored her, as if I was clueless. Sadly, I could tell that the silent treatment was only making her more curious and fascinated with my love life (If that's what you wanna call it).

Half way threw lunch... Zachary suddenly came threw the double doors. He wasn't making a scene. Cause the only way I knew that, was because my eyes were fixed on those doors. Why? Was it because I was waiting for the right time to escape from this awkward silents lingering around my lunch table? Or was it because I was waiting for him? You choose. All I know was that I wanted to runaway from all of this... Leaving everyone all behind.

But my eyes were now glued to Zachary... Along with everyone else's. The more I looked at him... The more I missed him. My heart sank when he pasted my table.

And Brooke noticed.

One minute I was watching Zachary walk over to an empty table, the next I found myself being dragged to the restroom by Brooke.

But all I wanted was to ditch my afternoon classes. But of course I wouldn't...

***

My face turned red, when Brooke looked me in the eye and said,

"I can't believe you! Why would you keep that from me?"

I looked at her as if she was the criminal. My eyebrows shot up as my nose flared.

"What do you mean?" I asked

"You know exactly what I mean! Zack and you actually held a conversation?" She answered calming down a little.

"Brooke... It didn't go as well as you may think." I assured her.

"But... But you two sat together in computer class?" She asked looking concerned.

"Well... I-I, yes..." I answered.

"I thought you weren't going to talk to him, though." She reminded me with an annoyed voice.

"I wasn't going to!" I squeaked.

Now I felt like a failure.

"Well?" She said.

"It happened so fast... I don't even remember what he said... Besides it's not like he knows who I am... And we were bound to talk at least once this year."

My head was spinning as I could feel my lunch coming back up.

"Just come over Friday, and we will talk. Okay?" I said while frustration filled my mind.

"Fine! I'll be there..." She answered excitedly. "You know I'm here for you Grace, right?" She asked on her way out the door, now looking concerned.

"I do." I answered her with a smile.

"Good." She replied as the door shut behind her.

'Well... This is some memorable first day of 12 grade.' I thought, as I inhaled and then exhaled, trying to calm myself down.