I'm in love with my Ex best friend

im in love with my ex best friend (11)

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    (part 11)

    By the end of the day Tuesday I started to think I should have just kept my big mouth shut.

    When the final bell rang I headed out of my creative writing class and into the crowd of people trying to reach their lockers and go home as soon as possible. I was wishing now that I could do the same but I had to insist that Sabastianhad to work with me on the project. I realized after I really thought it through that it wasn't one of my greatest ideas.

    I pushed my way though the crowd to my locker. I got there and found Becca leaning on the locker next to it. "Hey."

    "Sup." She replied.

    I did my locker combination and pulled it open. "What are you still doing here. I thought you were going to ask Ryan to give you a ride home." I grabbed what I need and put them into my bag,

    "Yeah I did. He said he would definitely drive me home." She leaned against the locker next to mine and just stood there watching me shut over my locker after I grabbed everything.

    I faced her with a confused look. "Then why aren't you going to meet him or something?"

    She just looked back at me for a few seconds before she realized I asked her something. "Oh. Yeah he has football practice." she smiled a bit.

    "So you have to stay here until he's done." she nodded. "Well do you want me to bring you home so you don't have to wait."

   She wave her hand around in the air as if swatting a fly away. "Nah it's fine. I might as well get some of the homework done while I'm here 'cause I probably won't bother at home anyway."

    I just laughed and nodded because she was telling the truth. She normally rushed to do it in the beginning of class but she always manages to get mostly everything right. Don't even ask me how that's possible. We made our way down the empty hall way, to the library. I pushed open the door with Becca right behind me and made my way to the table all the way in the back right corner. I placed my bag on the seat next to me and sat down, across from Becca.

    Becca pulled her social studies binder out of her bag and flip it open to a new page in the middle of a section. I grabbed my science book and placed it in front of me and flipped open and started to work on my lab. I started to work on part of it but the table started to shake a bit. I looked up and looked at Becca who was staring blankly past me. I turned and looked behind me and realized she was staring at the clock. I turned back around to see she was still staring at not even realizing I turned around and was looking at her and that the table was still shaking. "You know watching the clock won't make time go any quicker." I said but she didn't even seem to hear me. What is she deaf? I just stared at her for a few seconds and when she didn't respond I kicked her shin under the table not enough to make h=it really hurt but enough to make her pay attention.

    "What was that for." She glared at me.

    "I was just getting your attention and stop shaking your leg the whole table is shaking." I said.

    "Fine." She leaned forward to where her chin rested on the open page that still had nothing on it and she rubbed where I must have kicked her. I went back to working but only a few second did Becca pipe up. "Do you know how boring this is?"

    I glanced up to see her blue eyes focused on me. "Well why don't you do like home work like you said you were going to do." I suggested.

    "But that's boring." She whined a bit. "I don't want to do it now." Becca looked down at her blank page then back at me with a small smile. "I have a better idea."