Me: Uhhhhh what? why?
Tevor: We both know it was you.
Me: I'm sorry you're gonna have to go into a bittttt more detail
Trevor: Sierra
Me: Speaking?
Trevor: -_-
Me: Ugh okay shut up I'm calling you
My hands were shaking.
Play cool. Conceal don't feel. You got this.
I hit call and wait as it rings.
once
twice
thrice
he picks up.
"Hey" He says
"hi." I respond feebly
"Why did you run away?"
"Pssh what? When??" I ask dumbly, "Listen, I have NO idea what you're talking about, so unless you want to hop off the crazy train and explain, I'm hanging up."
"Don't. Okay, just stop." His voice catches on the last word and I hold my breath, waiting.
"Look, I don't know why you ran. I didn't know it was you then. Ask anyone." He laughs weakly, "I only figured it out this morning when we ran into each other. The fear in your eyes when you saw it was me --- it was like deja vu."
My chest feels like he jabbed a knife into it.
"I kept thinking about that night and how perfect it was -- and then you said forget it, but I can't Sierra- I just- I know --"
"Trevor stop."
He did. We both did. We sat there in silence for a minute while my brain tried to catch up with my mouth.
"What I said, I meant it. We both just need to forget that night. It's in our best interests and I-"
"Why."
"Why?" I repeat
"Why do I need to forget it?"
"Because..."
He waited in silence.
"Because I can't--"
"Can't be seen with me?"
"No! well yes but that's not--" I exhaled, searching for the right words to say, feeling the pressure on my chest increase, shoving my lungs down, making it hard to concentrate. I could feel my eyes begin to fill with tears
"Then what is it?!" He demanded, exasperated
"I CAN'T LET MY HEART GET BROKEN AGAIN BY A FOOTBALL CAPTAIN FUCKBOY ALRIGHT?!?!" It came out broken, between my sobs. He just listened as I cried, trying to pull myself together.
"Is that all I am to you?" his voice was a whisper
"What else are you?"
He didn't respond; I dried my tears, sniffling.
"I ... I guess I'll see you tomorrow." he said, his voice even
"Don't count on it." I murmured. I hung up.
I pushed away from my desk and crossed my room to my bed where I collapsed, curling up into a ball. My body wracked with sobs as I wailed into my pillow, crying all my tears, then crying no more. I sat up, blew my nose, then walked back to my desk. I sat down, and created an agenda for Chemistry. We were going to talk about soap and only soap. We would not deviate from my plan, and if we did deviate, I would beg Mr. Phillips to change my partner or change classes. I was certain of one thing and one thing only.
I was not going to fall in love with Trevor.
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I survived the week, barely escaping my friends' questioning glances and Trevor's advances. If I could pull through this week, everything could go back to normal. Everything would even out. Everything would chug on, just like it had before the dance. I could tell my friends about what happened and we'd gasp and cry together and then make it a running joke. I could have the life Trevor stole from me back. In the meantime, I texted Cody.
Me: Hey, this is the girl from the restaurant on Friday who spilled her drink like, everywhere.... sorry about that...
Cody <3: Oh hi! Don't sweat it! I've dealt with far worse, trust me haha
Me: Okay haha :)
Cody <3: So are you free this weekend?
Me: Yeah totally!
Cody <3: Okay cool, there's this new movie that just came out, how bout I treat you to a dinner/movie?
Me: I would love that!
Cody <3: Sweet! So I can pick you up 7 on Friday?
Me: Absolutely :)
Cody <3: Okay, see ya then!
Me: See ya then :)
Let's hope this weekend doesn't suck as much as this week did.
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