Bitter Ex's - Be Careful Who You Dump

Chapter 1

When I open my eyes, I am falling! Last thing I remember is sitting in Calculus and listening to Mrs. Chen lecturing Keith again. He's lucky he's a senior, only God knows how he got Calculus this year.

I look up and see nothing but black. I look down toward where I am falling head-first. I see a distant spec of light that is growing bigger and bigger for every millisecond I'm in the air. When I feel like I'm close to the ground, I instinctively cover my head and prepare for the worst. I feel the impact of the ground and I feel as if I am laying flat on a hard surface. I look up and I'm back in class as if I never left. It's still cold as fuck from the autumn air. I look down and see my desk covered in worksheets and papers that are painted with numbers. There is a slightly noticeable difference though. In all my confusion after I woke up, a small female hand has it's fingers intertwined. I instantly know that the hand belongs to Naomi and she lays her head on my shoulder as if to tell me she noticed I'm awake.

"Good Morning, sleepyhead" Naomi whispers in my ear. I laugh lightly because the irony is that it's like 2:15 PM. Naomi and I have been dating since freshman year. We've won the cutest couple superlative twice and are in the running for homecoming king and queen.

"How long was I out? What I miss?" I respond just as quiet as she was. Everyone is working and I scan the room for Chen. I seem to be the only one who notices her absence.

"Well," Naomi sits up to get back to work. "Keith got thrown out for the third time this week and you missed the lesson you finished last week. We finally caught up." I am amazing at math. I don't really like it but, there is something about numbers that comes naturally to me. I already have five scholarships to prestigious colleges for just math, none of which I'm accepting. Not to mention the scholarships I have for Wrestling and Football. I'm literally a beast at everything. I make underground music too. I have a few mixtapes with 20,000+ downloads all together. I might just be the first recording artist/ NFL player.

"Finally, I can actually learn something in school." I laugh but, Naomi doesn't find it funny. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have passed Geometry. She's the only reason I didn't skip senior year to begin with. Almost all of my classes are already on college level. I'd rather stay behind with her. She lightly pushes me and gets to work. I pull out my phone and check my messages. A blocked number sent me a message... I open my messages and start to read the messages. There had to be at least 15 messages and more were coming in. They were all threats of some kind. Nothing too serious, mainly they say I will "get whats coming" or I "better watch my back". I ignore it and put in my earbuds. When  I try to play a song, my screen turns bright red and I can hear a tiny sound playing. The sound gets louder and I realize it's a voice.

"The past isn't truly in the past until all problems are official resolved." A man with a deep voice says. "You won't see it coming but your past isn't ready to let you get by so easy. It is on it's way to finish with you. Watch out young man." When the man finishes talking, there is a high pitched sound that lasts for about 10 seconds before the school bell rings. My phone screen goes to normal. Naomi taps my shoulder and I jump from being startled.

"Are you okay?" Naomi asks, seemingly truly concerned.

"Yea, Babe. I'm fine." I lied and Naomi's face twists up as if she knows I'm lying to her. "I was just up late watching scary movies last night and I was daydreaming about it." I say to try to help the situation. I can tell she still doesn't believe me but, she seems drop it.

"Okay then. I'm ready to go. Need anything from your locker?" She asks and I nod. She grabs my hand and we start to walk out into the crowded hallway. On the way to my locker, I notice we have a few followers. They are most freshman and sophomores who are still trying to find themselves. Among the crowd is my best friend Samantha Fagan, a senior.

"Hey, Sammy" Naomi says and let's go of my hand to hug Sammy while I open my locker.

"Hey. Jerry you are super fucking tall. What the hell happened?" Sammy has always been really short but, right now she is at least 3"-4" inches shorter than me.

"It's okay, you can get used to it." Naomi says and we all laugh. Naomi isn't much taller than Sammy making me the tallest in our tiny group.  After I open my locker, a small white box drops to the ground. I pick it up a little too quickly. "Babe?"

"Hmm...?" I respond and Naomi points to the box with a confused expression as if asking me what was inside. "Oh... This... It's uhhh... It's nothing." I lied again. It really was a pair of earrings that Naomi has wanted to get since last summer. I got them for her to celebrate our four year anniversary tomorrow. Naomi rolls her eyes out of frustration. She doesn't like it when I lie to her and anyone can tell when I lie. I do this thing where I scratch the back of my neck or bite my fingernails. My phone rings and I can't be happier. It's Jamal, my uncle who's only like 1-2 years older than me.

"Hello?" I answer the phone and walk away while the girls talk to each other walking behind me.

"Whats up bro? Where you at?"

"'Bout to leave school. Why? Everything cool?"

"Yea. I'm just having a party tonight and you have to be there." Jamal throws a "party" every Friday. Usually it ends up being just me and Naomi with him and whatever girl he's been messing around with the last week or so.

"I don't know, man." I don't want to go but, I don't want to say no to him, he is my uncle. "I'll see if I can get there. I gotta go. I'll catch you around." I hang up the phone and Naomi comes up from behind me and grabs my hand.

"Babe? Can we go get ice cream?" Naomi ask me and bats her eyebrows, knowing that it will make me say yes. However, this time it is the beginning of october and the only Ice Cream Palor open is the Rita's all the way in Atlantic City. We are in Galloway right now.

"I don't know, Baby. I would have to drive all the way to AC and I have to babysit..." Naomi cuts me off.

"Please..." She talks in a small baby voice and makes a sad face. "You don't want me to cry do you." I try so hard to actually say no but, for some reason I can't whenever she makes that face.

"Fine. But we aren't going anywhere else." I finally cave in.

"Yay! You are the best." She jumps up on her toes and kisses me on the cheek.

"Must be that time of the month" I mumble under my breath and wait for her to react.

"Shut up! I hate you!" She punches me but ends up laughing.

"No ice cream for you then."

"No, no stop. I was kidding, Babe. Don't do that to me right now."

"That's what I thought." I kiss her before we get in the car and I drive away.