Its complicated

chapter 5: waiting game

I wake up the next morning, Take a shower, and get ready for school. Then I remember what day it is ,and my phone call last night ,and I cry. I mean I cry. I cry the entire way to school and all the way through first period. I never cry,but I do today. I grab my books and walk up the hallway to my math class. I see Garrett leaning against the wall. As soon. As he sees me he hugs me. I fit into him like I was made to be here. In his arms I'm home. I feel myself start to cry again. "Hey
Hey its okay baby girl." He whispers against my hair. I look up and wipe my eyes smearing my mascara. "No its not. I love you." I say hurriedly. "I love you too and yes it is. We might not even go. If you don't see me tomorrow you know what happened but if you don't..." He trailed off and hugged me again. I walked across the hallway and went to stand behind raylin. She hugged me. "What's wrong?" "Nothing I'm fine." "Liar." She grins I roll my eyes. Raylin has pretty brown eyes, long brown hair, tan skin, she's kind of short and her smile kind of turns up in the corner. She's beautiful. I sigh. "So what's up?" I ask. "Nothing Jakes an asshole. So what's the deal with you and Garrett?" I roll my eyes "absolutely nothing. Why's Jake an asshole?" that's exactly what I needed a change in the subject, and it worked. She launched into a complete story about how Jake never spends any time with her, and she hates when he cuts her off, and they broke up again. Now I have to say to her. "Ray I don't even see why you put up with it you could do so much better." She flips her hair. "I know but whatever the heart wants what it wants." She replies. I roll my eyes don't I know it. "Yeah I guess." I say walking into the classroom and taking my seat. I pull out my silver comp. Notebook and begin writing down the algebra problems on the board. I try my best to pay attention but by the time the bell rings i realize that I hadnt retained any of it. I grab my books, and walk down the hall to my next class. History. With my favorite teacher. I take my seat at the front beside carmen ,who's sitting on her desk, playing poker with Harley. I look over. "You want in?" I grin at her and throw a twenty in the pile of bills on her desk. "Deal me in." She deals me in and looks at her watch. "Ten more minutes and we can leave if Mr. M doesn't show." I pop my gum. "Then we better hurry up you know he always cuts it a minute before times up." Carmen runs her fingers through her bright pink hair,and hands me my cards. "On three we put 'em down." She says looking at me. "Bella count." I nod and cross my legs looking at my cards I put on my best poker face and count. "1,2,3." On three we all put down our hands face up I look at their cards and grin. "Royal flush." Carmen slams her hand on the desk , and passes me the pile of bills. "Damn it every time!" I pop my gum again and sit back in my chair counting the money in my hands. Mr. M walks in and plugs in his laptop. "McCoy,Ayers, king what are you doing." I sigh. "I don't know about them but I just made sixty bucks." "Put the cards away Bella." I grin and toss Carmen the pack, putting the money in my wallet. "Thank you." Carmen rolls her eyes. I split the stack and hand Carmen thirty. She takes it. "Why do you always do that?" She asks. "Because you cut my cards." I say back through my teeth. She grins. "How do you know?" "Years of practice ." I whisper back. Mr. M starts to teach. "Okay three questions, three questions copy 'em down and write the answers." I do as I'm told and check my phone. I text carmen. "Hey bitch." She texts back and I can't help but laugh. "Niggah you're right here just talk to me." I grin and turn off my phone, dropping in into my bag. "What are you doing this weekend?" I ask. "Same thing I do every weekend chilling with you. We gotta do something about your roots." I roll my eyes. "Alright strawberry shortcake." She laughs. "Yep love ya Blondie." I grin. "So what are we doing just chilling at the house?" "Probably I dunno yet. Drew might come over." I nod with a sigh. "Kk." "What's wrong?" I shake my head and motion toward Mr. M. She nods and we both start taking notes. I feel my phone vibrate and bend down to check it and I can't help but be saddened by Garret's text "I love you be safe." Be safe. I didn't like it was a goodbye and I don't do well with those. I tangled my fingers in my hair and put my head down. "I love you. Be safe."