A Girl and a Whiteboard

Chapter Eighteen

I knew I was being selfish. It was Monday and I was determined to speak with him today. I decided to take a lazy day and I threw on a random hoodie, put on some leggings and grabbed my moccasins. I French braided my hair and looked in the mirror and eh I looked decent.

I loved and hated Mondays, why did we have to come to school when classes were only half an hour? They barely taught us anything and more so complained about all the time they didn't have to teach. I was walking towards the library when I saw Emily.

"Hey Emory!" Why was she so nice? I still hope she's secretly a bitch. But she's probably not which sucks.

'Hey.'

The bell rang so we both went to our classes. Judging from where she came from, she walked Andy to his class. Yeah I definitely needed to talk to him but I wasn't going to do it in a library. I sat down and ignored him because yes I was mad and yes I was on my period which didn't help at all.

I should probably wait to talk to him because I usually make rash decisions whilst on my period. I usually end up regretting them later but at the time, it seems right.

Okay no confronting until after this week. We were walking out and then we saw Emily who walked towards us.

"Hey guys! I was just going home, want a ride?"

"Yes please."

'No thank you, but thanks for the offer.'

Then I awkwardly left. I was turning into a cowardly lion but I couldn't just sit and witch Andy and Emily be all flirty and cute. I wasn't going to put myself through that torture.

I walked home lonely and by myself. And I decided to opt out of my run for today. Instead I probably spent an hour playing with the puppies. They were just little bundles of happiness. They could always cheer me up.

I then took them upstairs with me so we could all take a nap. Alec woke me up telling me it was dinner time, okay maybe I didn't nap, I slept.

I quickly went to the bathroom to change and then went downstairs and ate. The food tasted so much better today. I was trying not to pay too much attention to what I was eating because I just liked the fact that I was eating and I didn't want to ruin that.

I went upstairs and I knew I couldn't keep acting like nothing was wrong with Andy. So I walked towards the window and made sure it was locked.

I started doing my homework and plugged in my headphones and immersed myself into the treacherous world of homework.

I felt my phone vibrate, 'Why is the window shut?'

This has to end now, 'I'm busy.'

And that was that. I couldn't say anything or go off on him especially when I'm on my period. I just had to wait until Saturday and we would be good to talk. I just had to ignore him until then.

That happened to be a lot harder than I expected. I kept making up excuses as to why we wouldn't hangout. And yet whenever I saw him, he was with Emily. Yes I was jealous, very jealous.

But he was where he belonged. With his group of jocks and pretty girls. At least Matt and Oliver still talked to me. I loved them they were like goofy little brothers but protected me like older brothers.

I was actually waiting for them to come get me, apparently we would hangout every Friday now. It was a thing now. I was dressed in a taupe oversized sweater, my go to pair of skinny jeans, and some brown boots. They said to dress comfortable.

Soccer has started this week for the boys. And they made me promise I would go to the first game. It was kind of great because even though I couldn't scream or cheer them on, I could make them a beautiful sign.