HIGH SCHOOL DAZE

Chapter Four

THURSDAY SEPTEMBER 13TH 2007

So far my week has pretty much sucked. After I got that letter from Cruz I was beyond confused and concerned. I was confused because I was not sure what to think about the situation and concerned because I felt that if No No found out about this, she would never want to be my friend again.

Monday at school I avoided everyone. I sat at the front of the class in Home Room to avoid having to talk to Nut and I sat in the stalls at lunch and ate the food that I brought. That was interesting to say the least. According to the two girls who were talking to each other while they applied their make up, Cruz and No No had broken up that very morning. I wanted to cry.

“Yeah,” one of the girls began, “I heard that there is another girl. No No was calling him a cheater and all kinds of other horrible names. Who knew the girl had enough emotion to get mad.”

I wanted to scream from inside the stall. I was that other girl, I was the reason that my best friend was angry and upset. How could I hurt one of the most important people in my life? I hated Cruz for this, I hated him so bad. But ...

I LOVE HIM TOO.

“Well that is what she gets for being a complete bitch,” the other girl said in a snarky tone. I wanted to bash her face against the mirror she was looking in to apply her make up. She did not know No No, so she did not need to be saying such horrible things about her. 

I had to get out of here. I wanted to run away and never look back. Maybe if I disappeared things would go back to normal. Maybe ... Maybe.

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“Butterfly,” I heard No No calling after me as I ran for the bus. “Butterfly, wait up. Please I need to talk to you.”

I climbed onto the bus and quickly took a seat somewhere in the middle next to a kid that I did not recognize. What did I expect, it was only my second week in high school. I was bound to not know most of the people. 

I looked out the window and frowned when I saw No No just standing there, watching the bus drive away. Her face was so sad and heartbroken that it took everything I had to not cry right there on the middle of the bus. 

“Something has you down,” said the boy sitting next to me. We will call him ... um .... Mouse. “Car to chat about it?”

MOUSE - Alright, I know, I could have come up with something better for him, but I am having a bad day and this is the best that I have. Who knows, maybe one day his name will change, but until then, I am going to call him Mouse. 

“No,” I said in a defensive voice. I did not mean for it to come out sounding so harsh, but it is what it is now I suppose. “I don’t want to talk about it at all.”

“Oh, Okay,” Mouse said softly as he looked away from me and down at his feet. “Well I am sorry that something is bothering you.”

I looked over at Mouse and gave him a face that said I was sorry. I really did not mean to snap at him, it was just a bad day. I had not been sleeping well, I was in this huge confusion with my friends and I was in love with a boy I shouldn’t love. At least, I think its love. 

“I’m Butterfly,” I introduced myself, holding my hand out to shake his. It felt old fashioned, but my dad had always told me that was the proper was to meet someone. 

“Mouse,” he responded, placing his cold clam like hand into my own. It sent a shiver up my arm and make me pull my hand away. “It is nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you as well,” I said giving him a smile. It felt good, I had not smiled in a while and I really needed to do it. It hurt my face just a bit, but it was completely worth it. 

“What grade are you in?” He asked me, trying to continue on with some sort of conversation. I was not sure if I was in the mood for a real conversation, but I already felt bad enough. What could it hurt right? “I am a Sophomore.”

“Freshman,” I said to him, rolling my eyes to show my excitement for the grade that I was in. He laughed, making me laugh with him.

We talked up until his stop. It was nice to say the least. He made me forgot for a short while that i had problems. For a short period of time, I felt like the old me again. We talked about Criminal Minds, which just so happened to be a shared favorite show and about food, another big thing we have in common. You can’t tell by how I look, but I love to eat. 

So as bad at it started off, my Tuesday ended on a decent note. AND THEN WEDNESDAY HAPPENED,

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I did not go to school on Wednesday. I knew that No No would find a way to talk to me and I did not want to talk to her. So I lied to my dad and told him that I was not feeling well. I guess it was not really a lie. Even though I was not sick, I felt horrible. He did not argue me, but he knew that something was up. 

I waited until my sister was off to the bus before I crawled out of bed and made myself some toast. I knew that I was not going to be able to eat anything harder then that, in fact, I was not even sure if my nerves were going to be able to handle toast or not. 

Luckily, I was able to finish my breakfast, but I still felt like crap. Stepping into the shower, I turned the nob to make the water hotter. It burnt my skin until I was finally used to the temperature, maybe I could wash away the pain ... Sadly, that did not work either.

Ring

I heard the phone ringing as I stepped out of the shower. I figured my dad would let it go to voicemail because he was busy working and he did not like distractions when he was working. To my shock, he picked up the phone. 

“I am sorry but she is in the shower right now nut, you should call back later.” My dad said calmly. I knew that he knew something was wrong. Nut had not been to our house in days, that was not normal. Since Kindergarten, he had been here more then he had been at his own house. 

Dad told me that he had called after I had gotten dressed and came out to the living room. He gave me a look. I was not sure what the look meant, but I think it meant that he felt I needed to talk to nut. But I did not know what to say to nut. Would he understand?

Ring

I noticed Nuts number on the caller I.D. I did not answer. He left no message.

Ring

Once again it was Nuts number on the called I.D. I did not answer yet again. Still no message.

Ring

Still Nut. Still didn’t answer. Still no message.

Ring

He was not giving up very easy. I wanted to answer, but I didn’t. YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE.

“I don’t know why you are not answering. I know you are their, your dad told me you were. Come on Butterfly, whats up? Did I do something wrong? If I did ... Im sorry.”

There was a long pause.

“I am really sorry.”

Click - He hung up. 

I stood by the phone for another hour, but he did not call back after that. I figured that he had given up. So I gave up as well. I dragged myself to my room, threw myself down on the bed and cried into my pillow. There really wasn’t anymore I had the energy to do, so I just cried. 

Eventually I fell asleep.

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So I hope that you guys like it so far. I am currently working on the next installment. My sections are going to come out every four to five days, maybe a little longer from this point forward. I would rather give you something that is well done over time, then something not done so well quickly. Vote if you like and comment. I would love to hear your feedback.