A Month to Fall in Love

Awkward.

Alazne
I sat on the couch most of Sunday with a blistering headache. Trying to get all my essays done was no picnic, and now I was completely unable to think. I sat in the bedroom with all the curtains drawn. I didn't know what Xander was doing right now, but as long as it was quiet it was fine by me.
I saw the faint light of my computer under several pillows. As much as I tried, I couldn't get the power button light to stop blinking. So, I covered it with pillows.
Frustrated, I covered my head with the covers. I closed my eyes again, but I knew I wouldn't go back to sleep for quite some time.
I thought about my day yesterday. Xander had went out with his friends, unsurprisingly, and I'd tagged along. It wasn't as fun as I'd thought it'd be though...

Saturday
"Ali?"
I turn around, my red skirt flowing with me. I see a tall handsome boy in front of me, my best friend.
"Kendell!" I run over and hug him, but I then awkwardly back away. He wasn't the same. He liked Halia now.
I still couldn't help but smile at the blond haired dork. He smiled back, blue eyes sparkling brightly. You could just look at him and know he was going to be either the best or most annoying boy you've ever met. He'd always be a bit of both to me.
But now, now I hated him. I turned away before he could say anything else. He'd only give off the impression of the guy I thought I knew.
"Hey Kenny!" Xander exclaimed. I almost burst out laughing. I didn't know the guys called him Kenny, but I knew Kendell hated being called it.
Kendell rose an eyebrow. "So, Xander, how's it going?"
"Fine." He smiled and put an arm around me.
Finally, I noticed something odd. Halia wasn't here. I almost spoke when my other best friend, Greg, walked over and practically yelled, "What's up?!?"
I jumped and turned. The kid was a ginger with blue-green eyes. He had enough freckles to look like a starry sky. Well, it was easier to think about when you looked at him. I swear the kid is as ginger as it gets. Greg and I had met in middle school, where we had become instant friends because of our book obsession.
"Greg!" I exclaimed as I ran over to hug him. He grinned brightly.
"Guess who I'm with?"
"I have no clue. Who?" I respond.
He holds out his hands to present a girl standing closely behind. My best friend Emma.
"Emma?!" I exclaim running over to hug the pretty red head. "Two gingers huh?" I say smirking as we pull apart.
"Uh duh!" She says grinning, her voice sprinkled with sarcasm. I had truly missed her. We hadn't seen each other since the day we were paired. "Hell. Is that Kenny?" She points at Kendell who was reuniting with Greg.
"Yeah..." I say looking down at my red boots. They went perfectly with my black tights, red skirt, and loose black sweater. My long blond hair was curled today since I had time to do it this morning.
"Ugh. It'll be okay. He's an ass anyway."
"Yeah..." I looked at my old friend, knowing I didn't agree with one word my friend said.
"Oops!" I turned around and saw Halia running towards us. She didn't look one bit sorry. "Sorry Kendell, I must forgotten about-"
"Can we talk in private?" He asked looking aggravated. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to his car.
I gulped. "I think I have a headache... I better just go home-"
"No. Just because that idiot is here doesn't mean you should just go!"
I struggled against here grip and tripped. Then, I saw Kendell up against a truck with Halia, kissing. That killed me. I ran as fast as I could to my car and got in, not looking back as my old friend chased me, tears in my eyes.

Maggie

"Everything will be ok. Everything will be ok," I attempt to calm myself to no avail. I'm glancing at myself in the mirror, fear stricken across my face. Today is the day. The first day back to school since the whole 'forced relationship thing'. I decided to dress low key, as I bet Carson wouldn't want his 'girl' to be the center of attention. Also, that just isn't me. Which draws me back to another problem. Gwen, the girl who did get the attention. I know, stereotypical 'mean girl' annoys the 'awkward smart girl'. I know-stereotype, but hey if the shoe fits! It's not just that, I mean she isn't like Regina George in that Ancient movie Mean Girls. More like, she just gets on your nerves as everything she ever even remotely wants, she gets. Her life easy, all until it comes to things that really matter, such as grades! I work my ass off, just to have her end up getting the reward! She uses her  femininity to her advantage when in reality it won't get her anywhere in life, and it seems that I'm practically the only one who knows that! Great, now instead of feeling insecure, I'm mad! UGH! I role my head back in annoyance at my own aggravating thoughts and plop down on the comforter.