Don't Forget Me

Chapter 4: Drew

What did I just say? Well can’t stop now. “I like You Jordyn. I have since the 9th grade when I first saw you.” She was wearing a black shirt, Skinny jeans, which really complemented her body, and a pair of somas Adidas, they wear black and pink. Her hair was straight and she had love pink bag. I remember that day like it was yesterday. The bell rings and I grab my books a rush out of class. I here my name being called from down the hall. I think to myself walk faster. “DREW! STOP AND LOOK AT ME!” Jordyn says. I only know it’s her because I memorized her sweet voice. I turn and face her. Her face is pale and in shock. “We need to talk. Now.” She says. “Right Now? While we only have about 3 minutes to get to class? Then get another hall sweep?” I turn to go to class I again and then her small hand grabs my arm. It feels like needles going up my arm. Its like my blood is pumping again. My heart is beating. Its like nothing I ever felt. “Are you sure about this?” I say

“Positive. Now follow me.” She says still holding my arm. I watch her hair bounce and sway as she walks. I can’t feel my fingers. We finally get to where were going. Outside. “So..What did you need to talk about?” I ask. “Well let me see. You say that you like me and then run off.” She says. “That’s all?” I say turning to go back inside.

“No. I have a boyfriend-“ I laugh. “You call that a boyfriend? You didn’t see him all summer because he was at his ‘Grandmother’s’.” I say. I hate when girls talk about other guys. “Well. I have nothing else to say. But I like you too.” She whispers. Wait what. “You have a boyfriend?” I say. “Yea I know.” She says then shrugs her shoulders. We walk back inside and Sam A.K.A her dumbass boyfriend is waiting for her. "Hey baby! Why was he with you? Outside? Alone?" he asks. I can't stand him. He thinks he is Mr. Perfect just because his daddy is rich. "You Got a Problem with something?" I say. "You were outside with my girlfriend. Who knows what you was doing.” I say with anger. "What you don’t trust me or something?" She asks. "I trust you. It’s him I don’t trust." He says. I was there. "I know she shouldn’t trust you. Especially after this summer." I say “What did you do this summer?” She questions him. He looks so innocent. “You know what I did this summer. I went to my grandmothers.” He lies “That’s not all you did this summer.” I say and then walk away. Next thing you know I’m getting punched from behind. This Bitch. I punch him back even harder then he did to me. Next thing you know he is laying on the ground passed out. “DREW!" Jordyn yells. As I started to walk away the Mr. West stops me and the paramedics rush in and take him off. "Mr. Lacy and Ms. Kale in my office now! “He says. We walk to his office and then take a seat. "I am Very Disappointed in you two. Drew starting a fight-" "I didn't start anything! He did! I just ended it!" I say then continues "Watch the attitude son. And Jordyn for instigating it-" "I Didn't instigate anything!" She yells. "YOU TWO HAVE DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL TODAY UNTIL 5! YOUR LUCKY I DON'T SUSPEND YOU BOTH! NOW GET TO CLASS!" He screams at the top of his lungs. We walk out his office and Jordyn pulls me outside. "What was that back there? You got me detention." She says angrily. "Well I Just think you deserve better than him. He's not what you think." I say as she cross her arms over her chest. " How?" she ask. "Well for starters he's been cheating on you with your so called 'Best friend'." she looks stunned. "And how would you know?" she says. "I was in Ocean City and I saw him kissing up on each other and cuddling and at one point I saw them go in to a bathroom and didn't go come out for at least an hour." I say. She starts to cry. What do I do? I don't deal with crying girls. She comes in for a hug. So we stand there for a minute and then she looks up at me and I close my eye while she closes her eyes and leans in for a kiss and the bell rings. "You wanna go somewhere? Like not here?" I ask. She nods her head in agreement. I lead her to my car, 1999 Ford Mustang. "Where are we going?" She asks. "You will see."