Trouble's Favorite

Chapter 16

I’ll be honest enough. I’ve regretted why I pushed Drake away. I’m a little late, am I? Regrets are always in the end. Deep down inside, I know there’s a way to get him back, but I’m too scared to try. But if there’s a will, there’s a way. I could get him back, but in a way I don’t want.

     Believe me or not, ever since our last fight, he never ever talked to me. He kept his word. Stay out of each other’s way. When we meet down the hall, he would never meet my gaze, and if he would, he would always pretend he’s looking for something in his bag or pocket.

     AND! After the fight, he’d always hang out—wait, no… FLIRT-- with Jazmin, like most of the time. It’s irritating how they try to flirt more when they see me near them. They’re too obvious that they are trying to make me jealous.

     Was it working?

     For the entire day—no… Every day, I’ve been always looking forward to free period. Obviously, the first thing that I usually do is talk with the girls.

     Every single day was torture for me. My friends keep on bugging me about stuffs related to prom. And I hate it! Knowing the fact that I still don’t have my prom date! Few more weeks before prom and nobody has ever invited me. Yet.

     Next problem was volleyball practices. Could you ever imagine yourself stuck with the people you hate or the other way around? It’s sickening!

     Volleyball practices are making it harder and harder for me to stay out of Drake’s way. Including Matt’s. The thing that annoys me the most is the fact that Jazmin’s presence was seriously making me lose my focus on the game. Every time I take glances of her, instead of practicing with the cheerleading squad, she’d just flirtatiously twirl her hair with her index finger and bite her lower lip, smiling at Drake.

     Four words.

     She. Is. So. Disgusting.

     Days passed by like this—all the time. I’ve said it so many times. School’s a living hell for me.

     Drake still continued ignoring me, AND I’m dying! It’s weird how I miss the way he tries to annoy me—every day. To be honest enough, I feel like I’m invisible to him, and it hurts me. I’m not being melodramatic or something, but seriously, that guy… that guy’s ANNOYING!

      Considering the fact that he was the first one to flirt with Jazmin! In my defense…

     What defense?

     Oh screw it. I was just trying to… make him jealous? No. Yes. No. Yes? Ugh, damn it!

     Why does he have to be so mean?! Can’t we just settle things and go back to what we used to be?

     We used to be what, actually?

     If there’s a will, there’s a way. If there’s a will, there’s a way. If there’s a will, there’s a way…

     Who ignored Drake? Me.

     Who pushed him away? Me.

     Who started the fight? Me.

     Whose fault was it that he turned his back on you? Me.

      Whose pride was so high that caused Drake’s anger? ME, of course.

     To sum up everything, it was all MY fault.

      So obviously, I should be the one who should apologize.