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"I missed you" Max says from the other line making me melt at the sound of his deep beautiful voice "the concert was fire!" His voice is filled with excitement now and i just love it.

"Its nice to hear you had a good time" i try to sound happy for him, like i am not jealous that he got to go to a concert while my mom yelled at me for peeing! It works though..... My voice comes out as happy as i want it to, laced with tiredness so he knows that i had a long day, one i was not ready to talk about....... Ever!

"How was church?" He is trying not to talk about the concert too much for my sake and i am greatful but at the same time why did he have to bring up church!?

"It was ok..... Just the usual", maybe he'll change d topic if i brush it off, for a moment i think of telling him bout what actually happened buh i scrunch my nose in disgust as the memories replay in my mind

"Okay babe....." He rambles on about something that has to do with football but i feel myself drifting off into sleep and the last thing i hear him say is "want you" as i drift off. My dreams are filled with Max and I kissing at the concert. It felt so real only it wasn't

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I am up the moment my alarm goes off, i spend the next few hours getting dressed, doing my make up, my hair then make sure that all my books are intact. By the time i am done it's already past seven, i still take my time going down to have have breakfast. I rush my food so i dont have to listento mom talk, its still too early

"Get in the car!" I call out to Aria who is on her phone wasting my time "oh my God! Get in the damn call" i call out to her again, this time she puts her phone away rolling her eyes at me. The ride to school is spent in silence, a comfortabe one, by the time i get to school Max is waiting for me at my usual parking spot.

"Hey babe!" He kisses the top of my head when i reach where he is standing, he looks handsome with his hair pushed back away from his face so all this jaw dropping features are pronounced.

"Hey...... How was your weekend?" We start to walk into the schools main block , the sun hits my eyes causing me to squint them and when i look at Max he is doing the same

"Well saturday was lit but sunday not so good... The only up side to it was when i heard your voice after" I do not need to look at his face to tell that he is smilling, his hand reach across my hip pulling me closer to him as if ensuring me that i was the only up side to his rather boring sunday

"Let me guess, you had a terrable hand ove?"

"It was the worst!" He chuckles "You know me too well!"

"And that is why i keep telling you to stop drinking so much"

"Yeah i really need to take that advice more serious" as we are about to enter the main building a guy with white hair stumbles out. Its the boy i met in church, i had no idea that we went to the same school

"Woah! Careful there" Max rush to aid the boy who looks perfectly okay but is behaving like he could break die at any moment.

"Thanks man" the boy coughs while patting Max on his shoulder before walking off. His perfume fills my nose, it has a masculine smell that is laced with what ever it is that he smokes, im not gonna lie, it smells not as bad as it is supposed to.

"Come on babe" Max takes my had then pulls me to walk by him before my feet can move. Once inside the building i fix a smile on my fece then contiue down the hall to where my locker is. On getting there i am greated by Luna my friend. She considers us best friends but i really dont think we are, still i just go with it.

"Hey! How was your weekend?!" She is beaming.. And i try to return it back but fail, because i know she wanted to say 'Hey! The concert was great.... Sad that you couldn't be there' But Max proberly already told them not to bring it up.... No body really knows that the real reason why i do not do a lot of things that they do is because my mother will not approve and i intend to keep it that way.

"It was great! How was yours?"

"It was good... Just the usual"

"Okay...."

"Coach Banner has a new routine for us to learn " she pushes her hair behind her ear. Luna ia an exreamly pretty girl with long blond hair, sparking blue eyes and has the built of an hour glass..... Which means she is one of the girls boys literally drool over

"Oh yeah! She said she was going to do that" i roll my eyes because i know she is only doing this because she feels like we are not putting in enough effort "she is just so mean!" I say and Luna chuckles in agreement

"Woah! We just got here and you are already stealing her from me" Max moves to my side as he looks down at Luna with one brow up

"It's not my fault she finds me way more intreasting" she moves closer to him with a smirk displayed on her face

"Fine you win this time" he plants a kiss on my forehead sweetly "but you won't be so lucky next time. Babe see you later" he walks off as i pull my book out of my locker and into my bag

"He is so corkey" Luna moves to my side

"But in a sweet way" i add more to my self then to Luna

"I'm not so sure about that part.... I've been meaning to ask you something" i feel like she is waiting for me to reply but when i do not say anything she continues "the other girls said Marcus is cheating on me, i dont think i believe them but i just wanted to ask if you noticed or saw anything"

Marcus Grossman is also one of the popular boys here at our school, Marcus and Luna go way back..... Even way before Max and i started dating. To answer the question, yes Marcus is cheating on her. I've known this for a really long time now but i decided to not talk to her about it because i know either way i will be known as a bad person

"I'm not really sure if i saw anything. And besides if i did i would tell you ASAP" her face relaxes and guilt washes over me. I found out that he was cheating on her the start of Freshmen year. If i tell, Marcus will hate me and if i do not and Luna finds out that i know she will also hate me there is really no excaping it.

"Oh... Okay cool" now i was thinking maybe we could meet up after school... Just to hang out"

"Sure" the bell goes and i am thankful

"See you later" she waves walking off and i just stand there trying to collect myself. Maybe i should have told her about Marcus, maybe i should have told her that i'm not really fond of her in the same way that she is to me, somehow i thought my eyes would send the message like the way it does to my sisters.... But now that she is gone i can not help but come to the realization that she did not understand or use her eyes to communicate with me the same way me and my sisters did. How on earth will i tell her that i have known for years that her boyfriebd who she is madly in love with has fucked have the girls population at our school? How do i tell her that i am not sure if i consider her as my best friend? How?

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