The rest of the day was the same as always. Man, my life was boring. When the last bell of the day rang, I made my way out of there as fast as I could. I hate school.
"Babe" I heard someone call. I ignored it.
"Babe" I heard again. I turned around, and surprisingly they were talking to me. I had almost forgot, Keegan walks home this way also. "Just great" I thought to myself.
I turned around and continued walking in the direction of my house.
"Wait up." I heard him call. I quickly turned around and shot him a dirty look, and turned back around and started walking faster. Does he not get that I don't want to talk to him? Ugh, boys.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey babe" he said
"First off, get your hand off me, now. And second off, I'm not your babe, so don't call me that" I snapped. "Now please get away from me"
He quickly took his hand off my shoulder. "Sure thing babe" He said, and winked at me. I just rolled my eyes and sped up.
"Stop walking so fast" He complained.
"No thanks"
"Don't you want to come talk to me, I know you can't get enough of this. I'm like a god."
"You're the last person I would want to talk to, now leave me alone. Is that so hard." I said emphasizing the word last.
"Whatever you say babe, I know you'll come to your senses eventually. No girl can withstand my good looks and charm" He said.
What a cocky asshole. I hate him already. He gets on my nerves, already. Why is he even talking to me, doesn't he have better things to do? I looked over to my left side, and saw him crossing the street. I must admit, he was very attractive.
I managed to see where he lived. "Maybe I can find a different route to school to avoid him" I thought.
-----
The next morning, I was surprised to find breakfast waiting for me. My father was actually home, what a surprise. I slowly made my way down the stairs.
"Good morning sweetie" My father said.
"Morning dad"
"I made you breakfast, come eat with me before I leave for work"
"You're working on a Saturday, really?"
"Sorry sweetie, you know I'm busy and work is really important to me"
"Yeah. More important than your daughter" I thought to myself.
"Whatever dad." I said out loud
I pulled the kitchen chair out, and took a seat. I started eating the breakfast, which was delicious. My father and I were both silent, we don't talk to each other much.
"How school?" He said, breaking the silence.
"Same as always. stupid, boring and useless"
"Oh. okay. You know, once you graduate and start working, you're going to wish you were back in high school"
"Yeah, whatever you say dad."
I hated these stupid little conversations we had. My dad hates me, and I know it. I don't get why he put up this facade. I hate it when he tries to get closer to me, I know work is all he cares about. I got up and put my plate in the sink, trying to avoid any more conversation.
I spent the rest of my Saturday on Tumblr. What a fun life I'm living.
My life used to be amazing. Parties all the time, a lot of friends, and boys after me. It was every teenagers dream, but all that changed quickly and my life became this depressing mess.
At around 5:00pm. I decided to take a little walk and get some fresh air. I put on my favourite sundress and sandals. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and there was a slight breeze to cool you off.
I took my usual walking route. I walk down my street, which was surprisingly empty. I made my way to the green park and walk through one of the paths, which lead me to the basketball court. Which was usually empty.
As a was walking through the path, I heard dribbling. Great, someone was there. Hopefully nobody I knew. As I made my way through the trees, exiting my secret path, I lost all happiness.
Out of all the people playing basketball, it had to be Keegan. I walked quickly passed the basketball court, hoping he wouldn't notice me.
"Babe!" He exclaimed.
I let out a long sigh and turned around.
"I knew you couldn't resist me any longer, you didn't have to stalk me babe, just ask and I'm all yours." He winked
"In your dreams" I snapped
"You are in my dreams" He smiled
"You pig" I started to walk away.
"Where are you going, babe?" he called. "Come back and watch me play, I know you want to"
"No, I really don't"
"Fine, play me?" He smiled, giving a puppy dog face
'No"
"Pleeeease" He pleased
"No"
"But, I'm so lonely all by myself, don't you want to fix that"
"No"
"Maybe we can do something else" He smiled
I knew what he meant, and that my friend, was never going to happen.
I gave a little chuckle. "Never gonna happen"
"Okay, play me, or are you chicken? Scared your gonna loose?"
That's it. He's going down. I'm a very competitive person and that was the last straw.
"Fine, but you're going down" I put my hands out for a pass.
"We'll see about that babe"
