The Player Gets Played

Found Him

Josh picked up Drews grey hoody and gave it to me. I put it round me and a tear fell from me. There was nothing I could do to stop them from flowing from me.

"Your ugly when you cry!"

"Urrrrm..."

"Sorry, I ment to say you look best when you smile!" He chuckled and gave me another hug.I pulled away. I didn;t want anymore hugs, they aren't so special anymore. He got the message and looked down at his feet.

There was a tap on my back and a 'Ahem' - cough - trying to get my attention. I didn;t turn round until I heard...

"I'm gunna need that later!" I turned round to see Drew.

"WHAT!" I cried, Josh looked up and put his hand on my shoulder, protecting me like an older brother.

"Yeah...that's mine!"

"Then who was overboard!" I demanded.

"Not me...I will tell you that!" He snatched the hoody away from me. I ran to the back of the boat, to see if I could find what had fallen into the water - I saw a jar bobbing up and down.

What was that? Then I turned round to see three people hugging and crying.

"Excuse me?" I asked tentativley. " 'Scuse me"

"Yes?" One of them weeped.

"What is that overboard?"

"It's our father ashes - he died last week, and we were going to go burry them - to late now!" She cried into - what I asumed - was her sisters arms.

I walked away. Drew's face was full of pride.

"What you so happy about?"

"You love me!" He said.

"No."

"yes!"

"NO! I just care!" And with that, I strode away. Josh trailed behind me.

"You love him?"

"No!" I gave him daggers. He smiled and nodded his head,

"Yeaahhh, you do!" I walked away from him.

"I'm going back to my dorm."

"We...have lessons now!"

"I don't care!" I stormed off down the hallway, leaving josh in a haze of confusion and consurn. I'm such an idiot. If I hadn't of got so worked up over Drew and that bitch of a girl, maybe I would still have my dignaty.

There was a knock onmy door. I opend. "What!"

"Are you alright?" Josh asked concern in his eyes.

"No!"

"Well, I brought someone here to help you work it out." Josh stepped back. Onlt to my horro to see Drew step into my room.

"Out now!" I protested.

"Come on! Let me talk to you for a while!" Drew pleaded.

"But the last time we was ment to 'talk'..." I trailed off. Now wanting to repeat it while Josh was there with us. Josh relised I wasn;t talking while he was around.

"I will go!" He backed out.

I couldn't be botherd to call him back in. I also couldn't be botherd to tell Drew to get out again. I colapsed on my round silver chair. "What do you even want Drew?"

"I came to talk things out with you."

"There is nothing to talk about." I turned my nose up at him.