"Hey wifey!!"
"Naimah....shut up its over"
"Haha yeah okay wifey."
"You get on my nerves haha"
"Did you do the artist research for Mr. Harnesburger?"
"Um yeah I just have to print."
"Cool come to the library with me during lunch?"
"Okay"
After our little conversation Mrs. Cadillac comes in with that dumb chime.
"Okay I need everyone in their seats, so today we're gonna finish up our Disproving Golding presentations."
"Omg, I whisper to myself. "I hate presenting
Dave, the boy I sit next to, looks over and stares at me. The sun hits his eyes so perfectly and they are so freaking beautiful. This is why I like white boys.....and Hispanics lol. I feel like he's staring into my soul.
"What's wrong?" He says
"I just hate presenting."
"You're gonna do fine don't worry."
"Shannon, Antique, you guys are up next." Mrs. Cadillac says
Both Antique and I look at each other with these weird looks cause neither of us actually wants to do it. So it's our turn, we walk up to the board, and Jayla directs the Prezi for us. First antique, then me, then antique, then me. We take turns talking about each slide. I'm so scared I'm gonna mess up but I look at my cozy and she winks at me. I started laughing mid sentence but it's okay because my mind was no longer on the thought that I might fail. We finish and our classmates clap, probably just to be polite.
After English I have geometry and unfortunately that's when I see him. Fuuuck we made eye contact...ohh look and now he's walking over to me. He blocks my way and I try to dodge him but he just steps in front of me. This dude is like huge so I can't fight him.
"I'm trying to go to class." I say annoyingly
"Can I get a hug first?"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"I don't even wanna talk to you why would I hug you?"
Before he responds I see an opportunity to move and step around him. I made it around but he grabs my arm and there's no way I'm getting out of his grip. Now we're standing right in front of my classroom door. Yet I'm still struggling to get out of his grasp. He's not fighting me or trying to hurt me it's nothing like that, he just won't let me go. Then as Luis is walking into class he stops beside us.
"Just give him a hug." He says
And so I do it because it's clear that without doing so I will not be getting into my class. I hug him and he proceeds to walk. I walk into the room behind Luis and he turns around.
"It was a nice hug wasn't it."
"No because I didn't want to hug him."
<<<Saturday>>>
I wake up, my entire body shaking and I feel uneasy, I'm sweating but I don't know what's going on. Did I have a bad dream? Wait..no...I know what's wrong. It's because of yesterday. I decide to text Antique looking for some advice.
Me: are you awake? Please be awake. I really need you to be awake
Antique: yeah I'm up
Me: I woke up shaking, not just my hands but my entire body
Antique: what's wrong?
Me: you remember that thing I told you about in middle school?
Antique: Yeah
Me: something happened yesterday that reminded me of it
I'd rather not get into detail about this part. The situation has caused me to be uncomfortable around him ever since then. This is why I won't text him back, I avoid him at school.
Antique: I think you should tell him
Me: If I tell him he's just gonna try to get me help...and I don't need it
Antique: maybe you can tell him without having to tell him
Me: idk. I'll think about it
Antique: just try to calm down
