Always & Forever

Chapter 6

A/N - Lots of text dialouge in this one. Given it's set in 2006 - Imagine Nokia 3315's (if you're old enough). I'm not a massive fan of heaps of text dialouge, but it plays a huge part in the life of teenages and Anthony and Louise are no different.

Let me know what you think!

Teegs xx

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Chapter 6

2006 - Lou’s POV

Waking up the next morning, it took me a while to realise why I was so blah about today.

Double Drama.

Double Anthony.

Argh!

One day, I’ve known this boy for one day and already he’s making me hate the idea of going to school. I do not want to sit in that class room and know that he is sitting there. I still don’t even know what it is that I did that was SO wrong by him, but now I’m mad.

Don’t get mad with me, laugh at me and ignore me for no reason. I was not rude and I did not insult you. And regardless of what you think you know about me or what you have heard about me. That does not give you the right to treat me like that.

Asshole.

I think I’m made angrier by the fact that I am so worked up by it. I don’t even know him, I shouldn’t be getting this upset over nothing. It’s silly and I know it is, but somehow, I just can’t help it. In one day and 2 classes this boy has gotten completely under my skin.

I wonder if that’s the reason I got up out of bed 20 minutes earlier then normal and made effort with my hair and makeup. Not that I normally go to school looking like a slob, because I don’t, but this morning I actually straightened my hair and bothered with more than just a bit of mascara. Without over doing it, I don’t want it to look like I made effort, and I certainly don’t want him to think I made effort for him.

Taking one last look in the mirror, I put on my school uniform, grab my stuff and head out the door, texting Carleigh on the way to let her know I’ll meet her at our normal meeting place.

I had 4 unread messages from Owen that I had avoided reading yesterday and 1 from this morning. Yup, 5 unread messages to not a single reply. Man he is keen. I was pretty proud of myself for avoiding him at work last night, I only had to speak to him a handful of times and only about work stuff. The bonus of having two girls not show up for their shifts and being the night front supervisor meant I could use “I’m busy” as an excuse and actually mean it.

Walking further down my street, I figure it’s easier to deal with the messages now. My day is already gonna be pretty crappy why not self-inflict a little more crappiness. That’s the attitude Louise.

O: <I’m sorry. I should have messaged you. You’re right. I’m sorry>

O: <Lou… I’m really sorry. I know I should have messaged you first. I’m the male it’s my responsibility.>

O: <That was the worst shift I’ve ever done. I’m really sorry Lou. Please speak to me. Please>

O: <Lou… Please don’t ignore me. I’m really sorry>

O: <Seriously Louise, what else do you want me to do? I screwed up. I get it. Don’t ignore me. Please>

Ugh. Way too much hard work and way to much emotional baggage for 8am. Putting my phone back in my pocket I sit on the corner and pull out my maths home work that I totally “forgot” to do last night. Seeing a bag slam down beside me I look up to see a very unhappy Carleigh staring down at me.