I'm sorry that I love you...

chapter 7

I woke up early the next morning, mostly because I couldn't go back to sleep after that disturbing dream. Disturbing is the only way I can describe because I honestly  don't know what is wrong with my brain, but whatever it is serious. Since it was Tuesday, my mom actually had the time to take me to school so I wasn't really rushing. We left out the house at like 7:18, and got straight on the freeway. By the time I actually got to school it was 7:45 which meant I was a bit late but it didn't really matter. As soon as I walked through the gate I went straight to the steps to talk to my friends. Karina was in the middle of telling us about her connection with Starbucks, when someone walked up behind me and put there arms around my waist. There was only one person I knew who did that to me, actually there was only one person who was allowed to do that.
"Hey whats up" he said
"Oh um .....hey kevin" I didnt wanna turn around because then he would see the fact that I was blushing. More than that i didn't wanna turn around because if I did then he would be able to look into my eyes and actually read me. As my best friend i confided everything to him and im pretty sure he knew me better than i knew myself. If i turned around he would soon understand the pain and hurt that i was feeling, the confused and frustrated emotions that had welled up inside, but mostly he would understand the way his touch made me feel.

The bell rung before I had anymore chances to worry and feel bad for myself. I went on with the conversation I was having with my friends acting oblivious to his presence, not acknoledging him life I should, but that was the best way to avoid the real issue. To avoid the fact that I was possibly in love with not one but two of my bestfriends.