Life, Not As It Used To Be

Chapter 12: Telling The Badboy

I took a deep breath preparing myself for what I was about to say. There is no telling what they are going to say and do. They could decide to go punch the crap out of him for all I know.

"He doesn't know yet. I haven't told anyone but yall. I plan on telling him tonight." I told them.

"Stop beating around the bush Adriana! Who is it?" Sam was getting more furious by the minute.

"Sawyer, Sawyer Thompson." I finally said after a few moments of silence.

"That son of a biscuit eater! He is going to pay for this." Sam jumped up out of his seat but I quickly grabbed his arm.

"If he is going to pay for it, then I should too. It takes two remember?" I gave him a pleading look. "Please don't confront him. I need to talk to him first."

"Okay fine but if he messes up, he is dead meat." I just rolled my eyes. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and went through my contacts till I got down to 'Handsome'.

"Hey, can we talk after school," I asked.

"Um yeah, what's up?" He asked.

"I will explain later. Now isn't a good time."

"Okay. I have a game tonight so just follow me after 7th."

"Okay, sounds good."

"Alright, see you later."

"See ya."

CRAP! He has a game tonight.

"Who you texting?" Kayla asked.

"Sawyer. We are meeting up after school and I am telling him then."

"But doesn't he have a game tonight?" She asked.

"Yeah I know, that's what I was just thinking about." I laid my head down on the table and the bell rang. I let out a groan. "Why!!!" I was so frustrated right now. I just wanted to sleep the rest of the day away.

6th period went by pretty fast. We watched some type of movie which meant I could take it easy.

When the bell rang for 7th, I was kinda nervous. I had that class with Sawyer and of course he had to sit right beside me.

"What is it that you need to talk to me about?" He whispered so the teacher didn't hear.

"You don't want to have this conversation here, trust me."

"Miss. Lain, Mr. Thompson. Would you like to share with the rest of the class what is so important back there?"

"No sir. Not at all." I told him politely. "Definitely something I don't want the whole school know yet." I mumbled under my breath.

"Alright then. Please try to pay attention from here on out." He told us.

"Yes sir." I said. I could feel Sawyer's eyes on me. He wouldn't take them off me the whole class. I didn't say anything though for the risk of getting caught and kicked out of the class.

The bell finally rang, signaling it was the end of the day. I grabbed my bag and followed Sawyer. He led us to the boys locker room.

"Um, is there anywhere more private?" I asked looking around.

"Don't worry, the guys don't come in here till three." He sat his bag down on the bench. "Now what is it that is so important."

"How do you feel about abortions?" Sawyer looked up at me weird.

"What kind of question is that?" He asked, standing up straight.

"Sawyer, please answer the question." I looked down at the ground.