My 8th hour Spanish ended and I walked out of class putting my backpack over my shoulder and turning the music on my phone on. I put in my headphones, that Jacob had gotten me for my birthday ‘cause he knew how much I loved music. Spanish is right next to Tessa and Jacob’s 8th hour so we walked there together and left there together.
As I waited, someone was walking backwards and ran into me. And being my clumsy self, I flailed my arms and fell back onto my butt.
“Ouch.” I groaned.
“Sorry.” Tyler said. I looked up and my anger bubbled away.
“Oh, hey.” He smiled when he saw it was me.
“Hey.” I smiled back.
He held his hand out to pull me up and I took it. He grabbed my phone off the ground and snuck a quick look at it before handing it to me.
“Nice screensaver.” He grinned.
I looked down at my phone. It was of me, Bailey, Liz, and Tessa, all wearing different colored shades and bikinis, out in the snow sticking our tongues out. We’re crazy like that.
“Thanks.” I smiled.
Then I heard footsteps behind me and arms around my waist. Jacob. I rolled my eyes and Tyler smiled at me.
“See you later Lex. And if you need help with your part of the project just call me.” He smiled.
I nodded and watched him walk away. As soon as he walked out the door Jacob let go of me.
“Lex? Since when did he start calling you that? And you have his number?” Jacob asked.
“Ugh. Do not become my dad again. He’s been calling me that since 7th grade Jacob. And yes, I have his number.” I said as we walked to the doors.
“I have to be your dad when it comes to him. He keeps trying to steal you from me. You don’t know what it feels like.” Jacob said.
“Oh whatever. I don’t know if you remember but there have been numerous times this year that Destiny has tried to steal you from me. It doesn’t feel so great when little miss popular does that to a nobody.” I said.
Jacob got quiet. Destiny was the most popular girl in our grade. A stuck up, shitty, dumb-headed blonde if you ask me. I looked over at Jacob.
“Listen, all I’m saying is that you have to learn to deal with it. When you date someone like me, things won’t always happen how they’re supposed to.” I sighed.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“I’m not popular, not everyone knows my name, and not everyone thinks I’m hot. Get used to it. I’ll never be as important as you are, in this crazy mixed up thing we call high school.” I half smiled.
Jacob pushed open and held the door for me. The buses had left and practically every student was in their car about to leave. I walked over to my little blue car that was parked next to Bailey’s but she’d already had left.
“Don’t say that. No one is more important than anyone.” Jacob said.
Quite the little motivational speaker isn’t he?
“If you say so. See you later, k?” I said.
He kinda zoned out staring the ground.
“Yeah. Sure.” He said when his attention was back on me.
I gave him a small smile and kissed his cheek. We hadn’t had our first real kiss yet, but I always kissed him on the cheek and he always kissed my forehead. And he kissed my nose too when he wanted to hear me laugh, ‘cause it makes me giggle (who knows why?).
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Complications of Being a Teenage Triple Threat
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