The Boy Who Called Me His

Chapter 12

Ew, I thought I as I first saw my reflection in the mirror that morning. My hair was sticking up in all directions, a line of saliva traced the side of my chin and my eyes held heavy bags dotting underneath. Curse myself for sleeping on practically a tower of textbooks last night in the most uncomfortable position. With that thought I quickly hurried to my shower to get myself cleaned up and at least the slightest bit presentable for school.

In the shower I scrubbed my skin until it turned red, and as you do in a shower think about your life problems. I thought about the project with Chase. It annoyed me because art is favourite subject and in the future I want to pursue it, I wanted to do well. It was going to be such a challenged to work with Chase especially with the awkward tension currently overruling our friendship. I don't even know if he is a good artist or not and I don't know if he is even going to try anymore.

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I made my way though the senior car park and even though I had no car I still had to come this way, like a punishment. Weaving in and out through the cars that were settled, before hitting the path that lead to school. I quickly made my way through the doors of the school and because it was early I thought no one would be here and I wasn't paying attention. I was looking down at my phone and before I new it I was bumping into someone.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going," I said before looking up. My eyes meat Chases and became wide from surprise.

"It's alright and it's my fault too and Aubury, about the art project, I need your questions that you answered," he said calmly.

"Oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow because I left the sheet at home," I replied, lying because I hadn't even started on the sheet.

"Ok and when are we going to work on it, I'm free tomorrow?" Chase asked

"Same, you could come to my house tomorrow?" I offered

"That sounds great, I'll meet you at your lockers after last period tomorrow," he said before walking off. My brain was swarmed up in confused and I stood straight in my spot not moving.

I didn't understand how he could just act like there was nothing going on between us. He acted and masked the small fight that happen in the previous weeks before, he masked the knowing about some of my personal life and he masked the moments we had shared in the small time we spent together. He talked like were friends but definitely not close, he put our history behind us forgetting about it.

Maybe I should start taking notes and forget that last bit of hope that I still had for what we once had.

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Today at lunch something crazy happened. So, Molly and I were just sitting in our usual seats and everything was going in our normal cycle, when I heard someone place their tray down on our table. I looked up to see whoever it was because who would want to sit with us; then I saw Christina's shy smile looking down on me. I quickly shot up surprised to her there.

"Hey, what are you doing here," I asked smiling up to her, actually really happy that she was here.

"Um, well I don't have many friends here and after what happened at lunch yesterday I couldn't help but want to sit with you," She said playing with the curly ends of her hair. I would see by the way she was standing she was really nervous.

"Oh I completely understand," I said grabbing her arm and tugging her so she would get the message to sit down. She understood and sat down, I introduced Molly and her together and they seemed to get along well.