Trouble in Paradise

Chapter 22

Its been one week since Sam and i broke up. I am so miserable.
  
I see him at school and i feel absolutely awful. He cant even look at me when he sees me in the hallway. He'll just turn his head the other way and completely ignored me.
  
I honestly thought he would have gotten over it by now, come to me to apologize and we would be a happy couple again. I guess i screwed up this time.
  
  
My alarm clock wakes me up at 6:00. Its monday and i am so not looking forward to school. To seeing Sami.
  
I sleepily pull myself out of bed and throw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie. I dont even bother doing my hair but instead throw it up into a messy bun. I havent worked on my appearance at all since we broke up, there just isnt no need to impress anyone anymore.
  
I go downstairs and grab a pop tart and head out the door, instead of sitting down at the table and eating breakfast with my family.
  
I munch away on my pop tart as i drive to school, still half asleep. I havent had a good nights sleep all week, there are too many thoughts swarming my mind right now.
  
Sam hasnt tried calling, texting, approaching me at school, nothing. Which makes me think hes not actually willing to try and make our relationship work anymore. He has completely given up on us, so i have too.
  
When i pull into the student parking lot, Sam and his friends are standing next to their vehicles, even though its like 40°c, talking and laughing like its an ordinary day.
  
I grab my backpack from the passenger seat and climb out of my car. I quickly make my way toward school, keeping my head down, trying not to make eye contact with Sami.
  
Im not sure because i was looking at the ground, but i think i saw Sami watching me as i walked past him, from the corner of my eye. But i just kept on walking, resisting the urge to look up and see if i was right.
  
I walk into school and make my way to my locker, where Jackie is waiting along with Elle and Rodney.
  
"Hey guys," i mumble.
  
"How are you doing?" Elle asks.
  
"Terrible. I feel miserable," I tell them.
  
"Hey, forget about him," Rodney says, "he was no good for you anyways."
  
"Im just going to go to class," i tell them and walk away.
  
Just before i am out of earshot, i hear Jackie say, "We've got to do something about those two."
  
I make my way to my first period class, history, and sit in the desk farthest from the board at the front of the room.
  
History class drags on, it feels like ive been in that class for hours.
  
I dread the class i used to love. Only because i have to see Sami for second period.
  
I walk into class and take my usual spot in the back across the aisle from Jackie. Shes already at her desk, scribbling in her notebook. Sami isnt here yet, thank God. Hopefully he doesnt show up today.
  
As if on cue Sam walks through the door. He walks past me to his seat, me not looking at him once. I keep my eyes trained on the front of the room, as Sam sinks down into his seat, catty corner from me.
  
Jackie glances over at me, i glare at her.
  
Miss Gonzales gets up in front of the class, and begins teaching the lesson for today.
  
When Miss Gonzales releases us to do homework, i risk a glance back at Sam. I just couldnt take it no more. I had to see his face and what he was doing.
  
To my luck, Sam is asleep and doesnt see me staring at him. Hes leaning back in his chair, slouched down, with his arms crossed over his chest and his head is bent down.
  
"What are you doing?" Jackie sees me watching him.
  
"I couldnt help it."
  
"Well stop, or ill slap you."
  
I turn to face forward again and try really hard to concentrate on my work. But its so hard with him sitting right there, with him that close to me. This is torture.
  
As soon as the bell rings, signaling for the end of class, Sam is out of his seat and out the door before im even out of my desk, not that i was paying any attention to him or anything.
  
"Come on," Jackie pulls me up out of my seat and drags me toward the door.
  
"I cant stand being in the same room as him," I tell Jackie.
  
"I know," she pulls me into a hug, i guess she can just sense that i am on the verge of tears, "I told you, we will get through this, Lexi. You've just got to ignore him."
  
"I cant. Its too hard. Do you know how many times ive had to persuade myself out of texting him? Alot, Jackie."
  
"Give me your phone," she commands, holding out her hand, palm up.
  
"What?" i look at her, totally confused.
  
"Give me your phone. Come on."
  
I reach in my back jeans pocket and pull out my phone, i hand it over to Jackie, "What are you going to do?"
  
She unlocks my phone and types on it, then hands it back to me, "There, now you cant text him."
  
I look down at the screen. Sami Tuckers' contact has been deleted. Press undo if you would like to restore this contact.
  
I look back up at Jackie, "You didnt"
  
"I did. It will help you get over him. And now even if you wanted to call him, you cant."
  
"But wha-"
  
She holds up a finger to my lips to silence me, "Shhh. Its for the best, and we both know it."
  
"What in the hell did you do?" a familiar voice asks from behind me.
  
I turn around and see Sophia Barnes standing there. What in the hell does she want?
  
"What are you talking about Sophia," Jackie asks her for me.
  
"Im talking about Sami. What in the hell did you do to him?"
  
"How is it any of your business?"
  
"What ever you did to him, broke him," Sophia says, ignoring Jackies question.
  
"Leave her alone, Sophia. Seriously. You arent even involved in this, so leave her alone and mind your own damn business."
  
Jackie starts walking us away from Sophia.
  
"You'll regret ever hurting him!" Sophia hollers after me, "I promise!"
  
What the hell is she talking about? Was she threatening me?