Chapter eleven

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It's now Monday and I've texted Blair a little throughout the weekend. She's still saying that she'll break up with Kyle soon; she's just 'waiting for the right moment'. But what if the right moment never happens and I'm just stuck as her secret make out buddy? Don't get me wrong, making out with her is great. I would just like her to be my first girlfriend, although there has been one problem ever since that kiss with April. She's been appearing in my mind at random moments. I don't know what to do because I'm so confused. I'm seriously discombobulated right now. With a sigh, I dragged myself from the little home I made in my bed and got up.

Now in my school uniform (after having a shower) I am ready to go. As it is raining my mum is driving my brother and me to school. Marcus called shotgun so I'm stuck in the back seat. I always like being in the car in the rain because it feels like I'm in some sort of music video. It didn't help that there was the perfect song on the radio to be in a sad music video. Under my breath, I slightly hummed the lyrics just out of earshot. I have always been careful with humming in the car ever since I was little. When I was younger single ladies came on when we were in the car and I started blasting the lyrics out and dancing, but as it turns out I'm a horrible singer and dancer and wish to never think of that moment of my life again. Although as I try to forget that terrible moment of the past it still gets mentioned by my parents at family reunions which is coincidentally the only time they bother to pay an interest in me and for some reason is at my expense.

Once at school, I said goodbye to my mum and she kissed me on the cheek. I let her do so because she's my mum and I don't want her to cry with all the pregnancy hormones. She's become more clingy since being pregnant which is weird considering she never seemed to be overly maternal before.

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At the doors waiting for me is Tess like normal but she's talking to April. Feeling nervous I walked up to them and we greeted each other with a 'hi'. Surprisingly April didn't back away but instead gave me a timid smile. My hand clutches my sleeve feeling awkward and needing something to fiddle with, why is she not running away right now? Trying to keep my thoughts to a minimum I focus on Tess and Aprils conversation although I don't really say anything because I don't want to push my luck.

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When we are all walking into the hall I couldn't help but look April up and down a bit. Her skirt was a bit higher and her top clung onto her figure perfectly, every curve of her body looked great and her legs looked so long with the most amazing shape. Wait... was I checking her out? As I thought this a little blush came rising up onto my cheeks. I couldn't like her. I like Blair. But is Blair some kind of fantasy I want to happen but never will. Is April my reality? Someone I never realised I could like or even love one day if I gave it a chance. What if she's over me and that's why we can be friends again if she even wants to. This whole situation has come to be a lot more confusing with every thought. Maybe I should just distract myself and talk to Marcus about this later. It may be lame with me always going to my brother for advice but he has dated a lot more people than me.

"Hello? Earth to Addison," Tess remarked, waving her hand in my face when she'd realised I'd stopped halfway in the corridor, when did that happen? April chuckled next to her while waiting for me to answer.

"Sorry I was in my own world," I uttered blushing an even darker red.

"So what or who were you thinking about?" Tess inquired.

"Uh...No one...Um I mean nothing," I stuttered, turning redder than a tomato.

"I don't believe you but okay," she shrugged, grabbing my arm then turning us around practically dragging me to class.

My class was on the way to hers so she didn't let go of me until I was in the threshold of the classroom. The class happened to be chemistry with Blair. I'd normally be excited for that reason but today I feel sick with dread.

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