"you know gabriella girl." nash says breaking the silence that we were just in.
"yeah she's in english with me why?"
"she invited us to party." nash says looking excited.
to be honest i think he likes her. whenever he sees her or her name is mentioned he acts like a retarded seal. "it might be fun." he says looking at me. i know what he's trying to do. he's trying to get me to go. i hate parties.
"no." i say in a serious tone. "why." he whines making the y long. "maybe we should go to my house." i said trying to change the subject. "don't try to change the subject."
"i don't want to go nash."
"i don't care i'm picking you up at eight tomorrow." "wait aren't you gonna come in" i said realizing we made it to my house. "no my mom made those good ass cookies this morning and she's making dinner so."
"its cool bro i'll text you later then."
he waved at me and started running. as soon as i opened the door my mind started wondering about this party. the last time i was at a party she made me go and the incident happened and that was the last time i seen her.
then i started thinking about her. where is she? did she move? no she couldn't have moved her parents are still in that house. but where is she. of course i've seen her parents but she's never with them.
my thoughts of her are changing from worry to anger.
why the fuck did she leave me. i help her through all of her shit and she leaves me over some stupid shit that i didn't even want to happen.
does she even know that she's hurting me? does she even care? she doesn't. she couldn't give two fucks for me.
i need to stop thinking about her. maybe i should go to this party to forget about this.
