The Bet (Omaha Squad)

0.4

*J A C K*

Okay so let me tell you exactly how I feel about this situation... I hate Nate for making me play her, because I may be falling harder than I was before. Once she told me about what exactly I blocked out of my mind and shoved all the way to the back of my brain for almost 4 years. I loved her, but unfortunately when your an eighth grader who sees their crush that they literally just slept with making out with your best friend, who knew you liked her... Well you'll probably want to lie to them too.

I keep thinking about this as I stare at the girl that I was once in love with. I stared at her in admiration, but honestly, she's gorgeous, smart, funny, nice, cool... I sound like a freaking sixth grader who is telling their friends about their crush... But now she's a depressed, anerxic, stressed out chick with a 4.0 GPA and anxiety/panic attacks. I feel like I have to protect this girl from everything, especially Nate. I just know he's going to try...

"Jack?" I heard my little baby speak.

"Yes kitten?" That sounds really strange coming from me bu-

"Did you just call me kitten?" She laughed as she got out of my firm grip around her little hips. I nodded. "Well okay then, its about 6-6:30 so I'm going to take a shower, and get my hmmm... Aha! My black tights and black skirt..." (Picture of her outfit above) I think she was saying more for her then me. "Jack! Snap out of it, I'm going to take a shower, you can probably borrow some of my brother's clothes, he wouldn't mind. Then we have to go to school."