SPITFIRE

I'm not hungry

----Wally----

It's been 7 hours , 27 minuets, and 54... 55... 56... seconds until I decided to hate Artemis... and it's not really working. After the party, and the bullet and the... anyway I went to bed. Thing is. I couldn't sleep. I was tired yes, but I also just had too much on my mind. She just broke my heart. Probably not intentionally but. She broke my heart. The whole night I was rewinding what happened in my head. And from time to time I would slap myself because of how stupid I probably sound when I'm around her. But as the sun rose I accomplished one thing. I convinced myself to hate Artemis Crock.

Anyway, I'm sitting in the kitchen. But yet. I didn't want to eat anything. And that's unusual for me. Wally West. I just feel, so sick in my stomach. Like I'm goanna throw up. Everyone's around me. But I don't want to talk. And that's, weird. For me. Wally West. And I haven't used one pick up line on M'egan. Not one. And that's just wacky for me. Wally West. Why? I don't know. One thing I do know. I hate Artemis Crock.

It's been 20 minuets and I'm still sitting on this stool at the kitchen bar thing. 20 minuets and I haven't said anything. 20 minuets and I haven't said anything to M'egan. 20 Minuets and I haven't ate anything. Connor and Robin open the cabinets and glance to my cereal. Still didn't say anything. I didn't say anything as robin poured it into a bowl. He took a seat next to me and ate his dry cereal."Hey buddy." he says with a full face of cereal. I don't even glance at him. But I can see his smirk fade away. Usually I say something to him about his stupid dry cereal, your fool around with him. Or scream at him and Connor for eating my fruity flakes. But nope. I just stared at the granite counter top trying to not cry. "What's wrong with you!?" he asks. I shrug. "How do you feel about me eating YOUR cereal, DRY!?" he snickers. I just shrug. "I don't care." I mutter. "WHO ARE YOU!?!?" robin yells. I roll my eyes. All the sudden artemis walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge. I look at her angrily. "Arty!" rob shouts. "What." she says still looking in the fridge. "Wally didn't say anything about my cereal antics this morning." he tells her. She turns around and looks at me like I had 6 eyes. "What?" "That's what I said." robin agrees. "What's up Baywatch." she asks looking me in the eye with a smirk. I snap out of the stare and look at the ground again. "The sky." I mutter. "Are you ok?" Connor asks concerned. "No, I'm KF." I say sarcastically. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Artemis muttered as she slide me a bagel on a plate. I don't even look at it. "Bagel?" she smiles. I slide it away. "I'm not hungry." I say getting a bit pissed off. Everyone gasped. "Ooooooooooooo k." artemis says confused. "OK!? It's totally NOT ok!? Did the aliens brain wash you. Wally, how many fingers am I holding up!?" Robin panics holding up 3 fingers. Artemis hits him up the side of the head. "OW!" he yells in pain while rubbing his head. "Wally what's wrong?" artemis says truly concerned. I shake my head. "Robin, get me a lemon stat." she orders robin. "What?" he asks. "Lemon, now!" she yells. "Ok, ok GOD!" he mutters grabbing a lemon from the refrigerator. He hands it to her as she grabs a knife and cuts a slice. I knew what she was doing. "What are you doing?" Conner asked. "Watch and learn clowns." she muttered as she put it in her mouth. All of the sudden I feel a tap on my shoulder. I can't fight the urge to look up. Artemis smiles at me, and then her face goes flat like she saw a ghost. Her face was full of concern. I guess she saw the tears in my eyes. Everyone just stood there not knowing what to do. Guess they've never seen me cry before.

I got up from the stool and walked down the hallway and into my room. I don't slam the door, I just shut it. I sink against the door and look up. This... isn't my room. I look at the firmillair objects on the shelf. "Souvenir room." I whisper to myself. Wow. Just what I needed. A reminder of what I've been trying to forget. And now that I think about it. I look at the arrow, Artemis's arrow. I burry my eyes into my knees. What am I doing? This isn't me! I'm not depressed. And I definitely don't hate artemis. Why am I lying to myself? I don't hate Artemis. Infact. Last night when I said that it was the 100th time I've gotten my heart broken by someone I liked. I was wrong. This feels different. And I know why. This may have been the 100th time I've screwed up when It comes to girls. But this is the first time I've ever been in love. I love artemis. I promised I would never hate her. And that's a promise I'll keep. I love Artemis Crock. And that's the only thing I know write now.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I love writing this crap. And I assure you. IO love writing about them fighting and then making up the same as you do. SO I promise my story won't be all serious. Infact I got BIG plans for what's coming up next. So keep on reading. Thanks for voting and almost 1.8k views. I love reading all the sweet comments. And thank you for reading

-OBrien2002

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