It's now Friday, the week has passed so slowly as if it's punishing us for not going to bed early enough or for taking too long in the shower.
After that day when I met Mark and we ditched school we started talking more and becoming even better friends.
There's something about him that's so inviting, I don't know whether it's his tall and muscular body or his pearly white teeth or even his sense of humour that makes you want to hug him, however I have to refrain.
As soon as you look into those blue eyes you can't help but not just feel comfortable around him, though for some weird reason there's this feeling inside of me that churns when I see him.
It's like there's a flashing light inside my head saying take the nearest exit.
I tend to just push those feelings away and move on with my day, I mean I font even know the guy I've got to give him a chance.So here I am in third period English not doing a whole lot.
We're supposed to be reading but I've already finished it.As I'm looking around looking at everything and nothing at the same time, I can't help but notice that I haven't seen a particular bad boy around lately.
Unconsciously my stomach begins to forms knots and an uneasy feeling is resting in my stomach. Before I can stop myself I spot Jake Michaels sitting diagonally behind me looking bored out of his mind.
So I quickly wrote a note not bothering about grammar or how messy it was, as soon as I was done I crumpled it up and made it into a ball and threw it at him.
Unfortunately my aim was a little off and it hit him in the face, I almost burst out laughing at his expression; he was quite taken aback at my nerve to talk to him let alone throw something at him. That didn't bother me and after a few curious glances at me he unfolded the paper.
To Jake:
Where's River? Haven't seen him all week??
MelissaIt took Jake a while to respond, as if he was selecting an appropriate response with just the right amount of filtering. Meanwhile I could feel my heart beating louder and louder and my stomach dropping lower and lower in worry and anticipation.
Soon enough my trails of deep thoughts were interrupted by a ball of paper at my feet, before I opened it a wave of realisation hit me like cold water and my thoughts of actually finding out anything were probably at an all time low, considering that I was asking one of his best friends.
Nether the less I still opened the sheet of paper expecting some smart Alec comment, what I didn't expect was this:To Melissa,
I haven't seen him around in a few days we had a fight about some stupid things he's been doing. Maybe you could talk to him? By the way you look hot today ;)
JakeAt first I was shocked about his honesty, then of course I had to blush about his stupid comment.
After I thought my face was a neutral colour I turned around and gave Jake a small smile and nodded at him, reassuring him that I'd do it.
A few minutes later another piece of paper came at me, this time hitting my arm. It was Rivers address, I neatly folded it and placed it in my pocket.
The day seemed to go by in a blur, I kept rehearsing everything I was going to say over and over in my head until I had it right and let me tell you that took a long time.
As soon as the last bell rang I was out of there, I raced home and didn't even bother changing.
I just grabbed my car keys and left, already knowing that no one would be home.
As I was sitting in my car a wave of, I can't even explain the feeling. It was a mixture of sadness and grief and tiredness.
Being alone all the time can truly take it out of you.
Stop! I say to myself, I've got more than I could ever wish for.
I've got a roof over my head, I've got food on my table and I've even got really great friends.That's more than I'll ever need.
As I finish my self pity moment I realise that I'm now parked and in front of Rivers house, for a few moments I just sit there unsure of why I really came.
After numerous inner battles of thinking whether I should just leave now or not, my legs get out of the car and I lock it, I look in the driveway and see his car parked in there. Before I can fully process what's happening I'm already at the door and I've just rung the door bell.
As I wait in anticipation, nerves are running through me like they're in my blood. What can I say I am standing at the schools bad boys house. Before I can over think any further, the door is swing open. What's on the other side made my heart ache.
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Typical Teenager
ChickLit~Melissa Harrington is an ordinary girl, so they think. She comes across as a shy mainstream sort of girl, what they don't expect is for her to have an attitude, she also has an opinion and although her lack of fashion indicates that she's a 'tomboy...