The next day, I'm in a horrible mood.
All day I've been ripping people's heads off.
This kid asked to go to the bathroom and I yelled at her.
Everyone has been warning people how much of a bitch I am today.
It's third period and I'm so fucking angry. My period started this morning so that's probably why I'm so mad.
Nobody even speaks, except to read.
A kid coughs and I look up and glare at her.
Noah comes in and everyone stops reading. I glare at him.
"Can you watch my class?" he asks.
"No." I snap.
"Please?" he asks.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to and I'm in a bad mood and my back hurts and I'm just not in the fucking mood, alright?" I snap.
He shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Please watch my class?
"Who, bro, wrong move." Kyle, this mixed kid in the front row says. My nostrils flare.
He puts his hands up.
"Love, I'm going to go to Chick Fil A to get you food and then I'm running by the store to get you chocolate."
I click my pen a few times.
"Are you getting me ice cream too?" I whisper, my eyes welling with tears.
"Do you want ice cream too?" he asks.
"Yes." I mumble.
"Aright, then I'm getting you ice cream. Don't cry." he laughs.
"I want a lot of chocolate, Noah." I say, very, very seriously. "What's my price limit?"
He frowns.
"You want that much that you need a price limit?"
I nod.
He pulls his wallet out of his pocket.
"I dunno. I mean...how much do you want, exactly?"
I shrug.
"You don't have to get me anything." I wave him off.
"Well I'm going anyways. I didn't eat this morning and I'm starving."
"Okay. I'll watch your class." I say, trying to hide my irritation.
"Thanks, love." he squeezes my hand and walks out the door.
I jump up and rush out the door.
"Noah!" I stop him. He turns around. "Can you stop by my house and feed Ace?"
"Yeah. I need the key." he walks back into my room.
"You have a key to my house."
"Yeah, I forgot it."
I sigh and open my purse. I hand him my keys.
He holds his hand out for them, but I draw back.
"You need to make sure to pet him." I say seriously.
"Okay." he laughs. I moves to hand him the keys, and then I draw back again.
"He's on a diet, Noah."
"Okay."
"Just fill the scoop, okay?"
He smiles. "Okay."
"And he might be sad I'm not there, so just try to make him happy. It might not work, he's mad at you."
"Your dog is mad at me?" he asks. A few people laugh.
YOU ARE READING
You And Me
Teen Fiction"Oh, love, you're going to drop him!" Noah teases as I carry my new puppy from the kitchen. "Shut up." I laugh. "I am not." "Yes you are!" he says. He shoots up and grabs my waist, yanking me on top of him. I let the puppy down to roam the house. My...
