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Chapter 11

I walked to art...

I was scared to see Michael.

I got in my seat taking my artwork out and placing it on my messy painted desk.

I saw a electrical red head move...

Michael

I glanced his way...He had a new paper...

"Miss? What if there is nothing special to you?"

My heart shattered a bit. I wasn't special to him...as he was to me. I don't care if we were taking a break. He was still my best friend deep inside.

And now I wasn't to him...

It hurt

"Then draw something you like...or admire." The teacher suggested.

I kept working on my book...

But I couldn't help thinking what was going thru Michael's head...

"Hey...Uh, you know Nia? Right? The Orange head..."

It was Michael

I didnt turn...but answered.

"Mhm"

"Do you think she likes me?"

I turned to him...

Something hit me...

I wanted him back....but he seemed done...so I like lied...

"She dosent fucking know you Michael! Fucking get over it, you dumbfuck!" I was pissed

"Well, you don't have to be such a bitch!"

Tears were threatening to pour out

I slapped him across the face...

I had left a big red Mark across his cheek.

"I-i..I'm s-" He cut me off

"You made it clear of seen I stand." He simply said..

"Yea, and so did you!" I instantly fumed again

"What the hell did i ever fucking do to you?! Huh?"

"You clearly said, what if you didn't have anything special to you."

"Goddamnit Grace....I can't do this right now."

He left me there

Speechless

Alone...

~.~

Ooooooh damn!

"What should I do, if i wake up and ur gone, what should i do?"-Jaymes Young