A Girl and a Whiteboard

Chapter Twenty-four

I woke up to my alarm clock going off which was the most annoying sound I could find, so I got up and turned the torturous device off. I got in the shower and did all that good stuff and then I was just in my towel and I stopped. I felt weird, you know when you know something's about to happen like you can just feel it but you don't know when it's gonna happen? Or if it's good or bad? My life was either ending today or I was going to win tickets to a concert. I had to wear safe clothes just in case I had to run or something so I chose some combat books in case I had to escape, some jeans and an army green t shirt and a taupe chunky cardigan. I could easily blend in and I could keep warm if I had to stay out in the cold. I had a plan. And then I fishtailed my hair so it would be out of the way. I was ready to take on this day. I was ready to be Katniss Everdeen and win the Hunger Games. Okay if I'm honest with myself, I'd probably be one of the first ones dead or I would hide until everyone else was killed.

But, I felt ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready. I walked into English and I hugged Bash.

'I miss you, we should hangout more.'

"You see me everyday Emory."

'And?'

"Fine I'll have lunch with you today."

'Thank you!'

"You're lucky I love you."

'Psht you're lucky to have me.' I added a wink at the end.

I loved English especially because this year focused on novels and poetry, so all my favorite things wrapped into one class! I actually learned how to say new things in French well not say but write it out. I'm not fluent in any means because they don't teach me useful things. Let's say I went to France and a man was attacking me, just being able to say I play basketball in the spring is not going to be helpful.

We got let out early and I went to my table and looked around and made sure no one was hiding in the trees. I was borderline paranoid if you haven't notice. I saw Bash walk towards my table, I waved at him and smiled and he did the same.

He sat down and then my phone kept lighting up with notifications of snapchats I was getting.

They were pictures of Bash and I and I was a bit confused until I read the captions that included, 'He's not part of the club,' 'You're replacing us,' and 'You picked the geek over the jocks?' Stupid boys I didn't reply but I looked towards their table and they were all making signals at me telling me to make him go away. I looked away and started talking to Bash.

'So how's life?'

"I'm good! Really good actually!"

'Does this have to be because of a certain person?' I sent him a knowing smirk.

"Yes, her name's Lizzie and I really like her."

Totally spaced out and started singing What Dreams Are Made Of in my head.

'Does she know?'

"I don't know maybe?"

'Why don't you tell her?'

"What if she doesn't like me?"

'Then it's her loss, and anybody would be lucky to have you Bash.'

"Should I tell her?"

'If you really like her then do something about it and I bet you can come up with a cheesy way of asking her out!'

"Okay I'm gonna go ask her out to the game tomorrow, wish me luck."

'Good luck!'

As soon as Bash left, Matt, Oliver, and Jace rushed over.

'Um hey?'