The next morning I woke up to light beaming though my window. Wait, light! I jumped to my feet and looked at the time. It was 9:15am. Oh crap, I am late for school. I ran to my closet and grabbed a pair of white shorts and a black tank top. I threw them on and threw my hair in a messy bun. I quickly brushed my teeth, then grabbed my bag and made a mad dash down the stairs. Jade only laughed as I ran past her and out the door toward school. Another thing I loved about her, she didn't really care what we did, as long as we, and I quote: 'Don't get knocked up'. I smiled a little as I ran into the school parking lot. I had to cross the field still to get to the side of the building my third hour was. As I was half way I hear someone yell my name. I don't stop I just keep running already late for two hours, I didn't plan on missing a third. I got in the room just as the bell went off. I sat in the back by an amused looking Chris and Jesse. I slammed my head down on the desk with a thud, “Ouch!” I quietly said not looking up. I hear Jesse chuckle, “Bad morning?” he says still clearly amused. I look up and glare at him. He puts his hands up in defeat, “Whoa, just asking,” he said as I slammed my head back down. It was going to be a long day.
Half way through the hour we spit into groups to work on the study packet. Jesse, Chris, and I joined up. I was still sitting with my head down on the desk. “You alright,” Chris says a little concerned. I shake my head no as my thoughts from last night fill my mind and I hold back tears. Why now, why did they have to follow me here. This was the one place I had to be strong at and my damn emotions are getting the better of me. I could feel Jesse and Chris looking at me. I didn't move an inch the whole time. When the bell finally rang Chris shook my shoulder, “Kassie,” he said. I snapped my head up. Did I fall asleep? I looked up at him, Jesse was next to him. “You look like hell,” He joked. I grabbed my bag and got up, “I feel like hell,” I said as the three of us made our way to the lunch room. Jesse put his arm around my shoulders, “Want to talk about it?” he asked. I didn't speak, I just leaned into him as we walked and he knew what I was upset about. He knew not to push me to talk, it always ended back.
When we got into view of the lunch room Blake smiled from the table. I forced a smile back as we walked up. I sat next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. Becca looked at me, “I tried waking you up.. But you just looked at me like you were lost or something so my mom just told me to leave you,” she said looking upset. Chris sat by her and kissed her cheek. Blake looked at me, “You alright?” he asked playing with my hair. I nodded, “Yeah... i'm just, tired,” I lied. Jesse gave me the look, the one he gives me when he knows I need to talk about it to get it off my chest. I sigh, “Chris.. can I talk to you in the court yard,” I said getting up. The whole group looked at me weird, Blake looked worried to say the least, I mean I look like hell not going to lie. Chris nodded, “Yeah,” he got up and we walked into the court yard and sat under a tree by the pond. It was silent for awhile, then he broke it, “Alright, what's going on,” he said laying so his head was on my lap. I looked down at him and sigh, “i don't know.. I just, last night when I sang. I haven't done that since my mom passed away. Her and I loved to sing together, we did it everyday for hours at a time. It was something we both shared in common and loved. When she died, I promised never to sing again. So when I did, all the memories came rushing back, about the night before she died....” I paused and closed my eyes. Chris sat up and looked at me, but I kept going, I had to get it off my chest, “We got in a fight. A stupid pointless fight, because I wanted to go to the movies with friends and she wanted me to stay at the hospital. So I yelled at her, and told her I hated her and left anyways. That night she died, she knew it was her last night and thats why she wanted me there, but I left. I left her alone, and scared. One memory lead to another and I was thinking about my dad......” I looked at him with tears in my eyes, “Why is this happening to me? Why does everything bad happen to me?” I whispered. He pulled me into his embrace and let me cry, “Not everything in your life is mad to be bad Kassie,” he pulled away and whipped my tears, “You have so many good things in life... I mean, you have grades people would kill for, you're cheer captain again, you have Becca, an amazing friend. You have seven of the towns hottest guys as friends,” he said making me laugh a little, “And you have Blake... Now you can't sit here and tell me Blake isn't the best thing to ever happen to you Kass, because I can tell by the way you look at him he is,” he said. I looked into the glass window toward out table where everyone was sitting and talking, laughing. I locked eyes on Blake, Chris was right, Blake is the best thing to happen to me. I looked back at him and smiled, “Thanks Chris,” I hugged him again. He chuckled and got to his feet, “Now come on,” He grabbed my hand and pulled me up, “I am fucking hungry,” he added pulling me toward the lunch room.
