The Shattered Ride

Chapter 6

    I walked through the school doors, hoping to miss Amy. After school last week, she told me to meet her at the lockers on the other side of the school. I was going to ditch her, but since she was my ex-girlfriend, I wanted to know what was wrong. I know some people don't care about their ex's, but I was curious to why she kissed me on my cheek after dumping me. So when I saw Erica go home, I went to find Amy. She was chatting with her friends, and a whisper told them to go away when she saw me. I went to stand in front of her. She was leaning on the lockers.

    "So what did you wanna talk about?" I wanted to keep this brief and simple.

    She sighed and gave me a sad smile. "It's a pity you know. She's already brain washed you... I've never really liked that girl. She's too friendly. And feels sorry for herself. But I never thought you were dumb enough to fall for that pretty face..." I took everything not to scream into her face and stand up for Erica, but instead I just looked onto the ground and turned my head towards the end of the hall. It was the two of us.

    "What did you want to talk about Amy?" I said, still looking away. She stood up straight, and if I turned my head, we would be lips against lips.

    Then she whispered into my ear, "I miss you." Then I stepped back and looked at her with a straight face. Then she said in her normal volume, "I want to get back together. Go to the dance, and spend time together. I miss being with you. It was so fun and you made me laugh. I don't even smile anymore, because I don't get to see your brilliant, bright face."

    I stared at her in disbelief. She couldn't possibly think I would get back together just because she wants me to feel sorry for her... I looked down and thought to myself, do I actually still feel something for this helpless figure? Do I want to get back together? And both my answers were the same. No.

    "Well, maybe you should've thought of that before leaving me." I decided to walk away, leaving her with my words. And this morning, I was scared she would show and try to start convincing me.

    Around the corner, near my locker, I peeked around to see whether she was standing there. Lucky for me, she wasn't. I went to my locker, opened it and saw a note. I opened it, and say Amy's handwriting. It said:

    You had your chance. Now she's going to feel the consequences.

    Oh no! That couldn't be good. Though, I wasn't very terrified, because I knew Amy. She wasn't stupid, and she doesn't have a violent side. So I crumbled the paper up and forgot all about. I closed my locker to see a mad Erica standing next to me. I just smiled back at her. But that didn't help. So I decided to start a conversation, and maybe then I would find out why she was mad.

    "Hey. How are you this morning?" I kept on smiling. Hoping it would change her frown. She looked so cute when she was angry.

    "'How are you' is all you can say? What about, 'Sorry Erica, I forgot that we were going to walk to school together to carry the drama project'?" She said with a lot of anger, but she kept her voice down.

    I put my head in my one hand. I totally forgot! Oops. Now I guess I'll have to say sorry... "I'm really sorry! I've been distracted this whole weekend..." He frown turned into a kind of grin, but I could be wrong...

    "Distracted with what?" She looked at me and opened her locker.

    What was I going to tell her? I mean, she will freak if I tell her the truth about Amy. And I don't want to girls mad at me... I thought a while, and decided to change the topic to her. "What were you doing all Saturday?" I looked at her. Her beautiful green eyes, glaring at me.

    "Saturday Caleb, Erik's older brother, came to visit, and I just stayed home. And you?" She expected me to tell her that I was also doing nothing with one exception. I couldn't stop thinking of Amy.

    "Also nothing. Why didn't you come over?"

    I saw her swallow hard. Like she was dealing with something, and didn't want to tell me. I couldn't help but ask her. "Is everything okay?" I couldn't help but care for this amazing person. No wonder Erik liked her. She's actually not that bad.

    "Everything is fine." And she stormed over to where Sam was. They hugged, and started talking. I leaned against my locker, staring at them. She still seemed tense, but it didn't look like Sam really cared like he did. Then a thought rushed to my mind. Why do I care so much for her? Is it because I like her? No. You have to sort out your feelings for Amy first. I was thankful for the bell. Sam went to English, and I stopped Erica at the class door. I grabbed her into a big hug. Surprisingly she didn't let go, and I could sense tears coming, but when I looked at her, I saw none. But as much as I enjoyed holding her, the moment was ruined when I saw Amy on the other side of the hall. She just shook her head and with an attitude she mouthed, "I warned you." And with that, we entered the class. My arm around her shoulder. I tried so hard to forget Amy, but she was like a virus. She's hard to get out of your system. I just had to find a way, and fast!

    In the back of the car, Erik slide his had to where mine was. Now his hand was entwined with mine. His hands were soft and warm. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. It was Friday afternoon, and we arranged to meet everyone at the diner. Erik didn't let go of my hand but after a while he looked away. This amazing person sitting next to me was the only one I wanted to be with. If only he would ask me out!!

    We finally arrived at the diner. We greeted his mother, and went inside. When we entered, it was packed. Our table was already full of people we knew and who saved it for us. The music was great, and everything about this night was great. Everyone there was great and this was definitely a great diner. Everyone hit the dancefloor when we arrived, as we ordered drinks. After a while, we joined in. Everyone ordered something different. This one ate a burger, the other pizzas, and some waffles and flapjacks. A slow song came on, and Erik asked me to dance. I would never in my whole life say no. And there, that Friday night, Erik White slowed danced with me, Erica Matthews. This was great, and I didn't want this to end.