Keaton, The Boy Next Door

Ch. 6 Keaton

*Keaton's POV*

I was waiting outside of school waiting for Wes to pick me up.

"He ten minutes late where is he?" I thought out loud.

I grabbed my phone form my pocket and called him.

"Hello?" His voice sounded sleepy.

Was he asleep? Did he forget he had to come pick me up?

"Where are you?"

"At home? Why?"

"I'm waiting for you to come pick me up. That's why!"

"Bro don't you wave that dance thing?"

"What dance... ? Oh..."

"Yeah. I'll see you at 5:30" he laughed.

"Alright. See you then."

I hung up and sprinted to the dance room.

I don't want to do this! Why did I say yes?

As soon as I walked in everybody looked at me.

"Wonderful! Just in time Keaton, this is your partner. Follow her and she'll tell you what to do."

Oh awkward it's the girl I bumped into the first day.

"Here's your work sheet" she handed her some papers.

I followed her to an empty corner in the room. She turned around and sat on the floor. I sat across from her and she handed me a paper.

"Hi I'm Angelina Rivera."

I found her! This was so easy.

She probably doesn't remember me since she's introducing herself.

"Yeah I know, we were neighbors. Remember me, Keaton?"

"Yeah I remember you Keaton, Keaton Stromberg. You haven't changed a bit" she said kind of coldly.

So she does remember me! This is a good start. I guess.

"I wish I could say the same for you, you look so different. I probably wouldn't have known it was you if you hadn't have told me your name. I just assume you were the girl I bumped into last week."

"Yeah I recognized you"

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Cause I knew you hadn't recognize me, plus we haven't talked in 6 years"

"Yeah but you still could've introduced yourself"

"You were in a hurry." She looked down at the work sheet. "Anyways she wants us to fill out these worksheets."

"Oh okay" I looked down at the paper.

Wow! I don't think she likes me. Maybe she's having a bad day, or mad about Friday or maybe because I ditched her in middle school. Yeah that's probably why. Why was I thinking? Thinking we could be friends after I left her like that. Yeah I probably wasn't thinking.

"You want to start?" She said looking up from her paper at me, giving me a half smile.

"Sure" I said reading the first question.

The purpose of the worksheet was to get to know you're partner and we had to ask each other questions. It was a bunch of random things like favorite color and dance things like why we were there and favorite types of dancing.

"Okay guys it's almost 5:30! Please start putting away ever thin and be prepared to dance next week!"

Thank god! This whole thing was torture. Just being reminded of how well I used to know Angelina and now she's so different.

I wonder how she felt.

I gave the completed worksheet to teacher and left.

Wesley was waiting for me, I got in and we drove home.

I really hope I can fix this broken friendship, I don't care about what the city or anybody thinks anymore, she was my best friend, I took that for granted and now I feel so bad, I just want to make everything right.

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Okay here's an update, I was gonna post of Friday but I had really bad writers block but I had a good idea today and BAM! this chapter was created :D

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