The rest of the break, I am way too exhausted to try and find the things in other rooms. I don't need to now anyway, the pain on my thigh is still present. I can press it to release the pain. I don't need to though, I've been just mostly rotting in bed.
I ignore the texts from Grayson:
Friday
How are you, baby?
Julie, talk to me
No^^ just let me know if you are okay
Saturday
Nathan asked me about you, he asked if you were okay
I said of course you were
And he said he remembered you sad when leaving my house
The girls ask me about you
Lily and Anna are too young to care
But Stacie asked me if we were fighting
She said she heard you shouting at me.
Sorry, that made it sound like you were the problem
But you aren't:) Stacie was yelling at me
Saying I hurt you
Which did I?
I hope I didn't
I only ever want the best for you
Sunday
I hope to see you at school tomorrow
I miss you like crazy
I wish I could come over but I've been picking up extra shifts now so I can study for midterms next month
Julie...
I know you don't mean to ignore me
I'm so sorry you are feeling this way
I'll see you at school, pretty girl
I ignored all of his messages even though my fingers were itching to type back. I loved his constant texting and updating but I couldn't do it. I couldn't get myself to respond back to him knowing I hurt him.
And I don't love you
I know that's not true, but I also don't know if it is true. I only said it to make him hurt. Which for the past couple of days, I found out that I did.
On Monday, I pick out an outfit that consists of long sleeve as I am insecure about my arms. Not necessarily insecure, I'm just not a hairy kind of girl. I love the silky and smooth arms. I'm wearing a purple heart shaped long sleeve and some black pants. Once I place a matching headband on my head, I head downstairs.
My parents are already at work suprise, suprise. I grab a banana and head to my car. I get to the school in less than twenty minutes and grab my backpack and head in.
"Jules", an excited voice says from before me. It's Chantel and her face is extra glowy today.
"What's the news?", I ask her my energy matching hers.
"Guess who went out on a date this weekend?", she shouts running the distance to me and hugging me tight.
"What? I'm so happy for you", I shout back just as excited. "Anderson?", I ask and she nods, giggling. I hug her tighter and find a familar pair of blue eyes staring back at me. I turn back to my friend,"So are you guys officially dating?"
Chantel moves her blonde hair out of her face and says,"He wants us to be, but I'm playing hard to get."
"Chantel", I say softly. "If a man is asking for you guys to be a thing, don't waste your chances."
"No, you're right", she says,"I've been itching to text him back."
"Go find him and perhaps kiss him", I offer giggling. Chantel laughs and says,"We haven't yet."
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Frenemies
Romance"Grayson Kingston is a coldhearted monster who is worse than me." Juliette had always known one quote: "To be the best, you must be able to handle the worst." So why was it that the one guy she competes with is one she cannot handle? What is it ab...
