She Told Me Not to Worry (SEQUEL to He Told Me Not to Tell) COMPLETE

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Kenzie's POV

The weekend was full of relaxing with Mom. She had absolutely nothing to do for work, so she was free all day Saturday and Sunday. I didn't have another dream since the one from Friday afternoon. I don't know what's wrong with me. I've gone years without these dreams, and all of a sudden they are back. I don't know why I keep getting flashbacks of my dad's face, his voice. I don't want to tell Mom about those because I'm afraid she'd freak out. I don't want her to have to put her career on hold because of me. I'm be a pretty crappy daughter.

During school, I wasn't in a great mood. I wasn't mad or anything, I just didn't have any energy. I just wanted to go home. Clarissa would always ask me what was wrong. I just smiled and told her that I was fine.

It seems like Connor never leaves me alone in our last class. He's always staring at me. It makes me kind of nervous.

"He's a jerk," Clarissa said one day after school. I had just finished telling her about how nice he is.

"What are you talking about?"

"Kenzie, you've been blinded by his looks. He's rude to everyone."

"He isn't to me."

"That's because he likes you," she said in a 'duh' tone. A smile grew on my lips as I felt my face turn red. "And you like him back," she said with a playful push. "But seriously, he's bad news."

"I really don't see anything wrong with him," I said, getting a little frustrated.

She stopped and looked at me. "Kenzie, trust me-"

"Why?"

She had a look of shock. "Because I'm your friend."

"You liked him first. Is that why you don't want me to like him?"

"Kenzie, I would never do that."

"Clarissa, that's low. If I like a boy, I have the right to like him. Same as he has the right to like anyone here. He isn't a jerk."

I started to storm off to Mom's car. I felt a hand grab my wrist. "Kenzie, wait." I jerked away and continued walking. I got in the car, still upset.

"What happened?" Mom said once she saw my red face.

"Someone I thought was my friend decided that she deserved more than me."

"Maybe it was a miss interpretation?" Mom suggested. I shook my head.

"No, people warned me about her at the beginning. She's just... A freak."

"Kenzie, don't say that," Mom said sternly. "Just because someone makes you mad does not give you the right to be rude back. Be the bigger person." I just nodded. "I'm sorry this happened."

I shrugged. "I guess we weren't meant to be friends."

I got bored, so here you go :)