Chapter 9: Bad Intentions

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I told myself I wouldn't dare let a tear slip infront of that boy that clutched my heart up like a piece of paper, and I didn't. It was one of those moments where I didn't know whether to laugh or cry so I just went with the flow. I finished my burger like a lady, I carried on the conversation like a friend would be expected to do, and when Matt finished his meal we stood up and turned to leave. I pushed my own chair in and opened and closed my own car door. My mind was racing in a million different directions and I dared not let Matthew know it. I fought back and forth on whether I would say anything to Stacy or not because if I did then it would seem like she won. Matthew was the one prize that I swore I wouldn't let her have. I thought I could make it work, but I guess not. As I watched Matthew relax back in his seat and drive with his one hand on the wheel and the other on the consol between us, my mind spun faster. No, I wouldn't say anything to Stacy, at least not yet. I'd act like I was fine and that nothing happened. I'd keep tutoring Matt and push myself harder at practice to keep distracted. I vowed that I wouldn't speak to Matthew outside of the times that I'd have to tutor him. I'd be okay.
When Matthew dropped me off back at AHS I thanked him properly once again for the dinner and as I turned to walk away he held my gaze a little bit longer then I wanted him to, and I broke it and continued walking away. I unlocked my car in a daze. I got in, buckled myself up, turned my Pandora on and got it together enough to drive home. As Niykee Heaton's voice started singing "Bad Intentions," I told myself, not today. I wouldn't think anymore on what happened tonight until the next day. I had almost convinced myself that everything would be okay until I pulled into my driveway and saw the text from Stacy:
Matt looked hot today, right? How'd the date go? I'm dying to hear about it!

It was going to be a long night.

Paisley looked crushed. I watched her walk to her car and forced myself to stare a little longer. I should be happy, I got what I wanted just like I always do. I got back to my house and showered, and when my mom asked about Paisley and the date I told her that we didn't hit it off. She looked disappointed but didn't say it. I knew that my mom adored Paisley. I layed in my bed with my hands behind my head and reflected back on the day's events. As I laughed to myself at how well everything went, I had a weird feeling in my chest that was unexplainable. As I rolled over and looked at my clock and drifted off, I found myself wondering what Paisley was doing. She was probaby crying to Stacy about me, just like she always does. So why was it when I lost consciousness that I found myself thinking of the coldest blue eyes ever?

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