The Last Year

Frenemies

I always hated Mondays. It seemed like Mondays brought out the worst in people. Specially Wesley. I waited outside my house for Wes to pick me up for school but of course he was late. "Come on Mia. Let's go." I rolled my eyes and got in the passenger side of the car. "Hey." I say smiling at him. He didn't say anything. He just looked straight ahead at the road. "Is something wrong?" I asked trying to make conversation. "Where were you Saturday?" He asks very sternly like I'm a child. His tone kind of frightens me. "I left the party early." I say turning my face towards the window and away from Wes. "Yeah I noticed. You made a fool of me Mia. I looked like an idiot walking around looking for you. Why are you so stubborn? I just wanted you to be there for me but no you were selfish and left." I wanted to scream at him. "I'm sorry I left early but it was your best friend who pushed me to leave!" I say much louder than intended to. It seemed like these little fights with Wesley were becoming a regular thing."What is it with you and Jeremiah?!? I swear Mia leave him alone and he won't do anything." He acts like I'm so immature and stupid and I can't stand it. "Listen to me Wes Jeremiah hates my guts. We don't get along. We fight every chance we get. He just does something to me." I say trying to clear my name in this. "I get it he makes you irritated but why do you guys fight?" I just looked at Wesley. We had pulled into the school parking lot. I was about to make something up when Jeremiah comes up to the drivers window with a playful smile.That's when I had my breaking point. I got out of the car and started running to the back of the school. I could hear Wes yelling after me. I kept running. I couldn't tell Wes about what happened last year. How I cared about Jeremiah. How it started like a war between me and him after I told him how I felt.How we could never have a normal conversation. How he got with Kate and I couldn't stand it. I ran to our tree. Our tree is a tree in the back of the school building where me and my friends would always sit. I sat under it and cried. Wes had this way of making me feel weak and then Jeremiah had this way of making me feel confused and hurt and frustrated. I sat under that tree and I let out all the emotions I'd been holding in since Saturday night. When Jeremiah talked to me, when he said things to me about my personality that he knew and when he almost acted like he cared I felt like things could change but then I realized it was all a lie. Jeremiah made it apparent that he could never like me. He told me I was ugly once he called me curse words and then another time he embarrassed me. How could he be my friend at one point in time and then act like such a bully towards me. It all just hurt so much. "Mia?" I look up and there he is. "Just stay away from me." I say getting up to go into the school building. "Mia you didn't tell him about the....." I turn to him and it felt I was on fire. "Of course I didn't! It would only hurt him to know that I cared about you before I did him." I say. He grins a mischievous grin and says "So you cared about me?" That's when I couldn't take it. I could never tell when he was joking or being serious. It messed with me. "Jeremiah David Parker stay away from me! You only ruin my day . Just whenever you're around me you ruin me!" He looked hurt at this. "Just stay away!" I scream at him. I start running up the hill to the school door when I tripped and fell. He came over to help me up but I shove him away. Little did I know I was gonna need his help. I struggled to get up. My ankle was burning. "Relax Mia. Sit back down and let me look." He says. "Did you not here what I just said when I said you ruined my day week month and year?" I say. My voice is a little horse from yelling at Wes in the car, crying, and basically screaming at Jeremiah. "Fine I'll leave you out here alone and you'll miss first period and then you'll have your first tardy." He knows how I hate to ever be late to class. "Fine help me." I say and then I lay back in the grass as he looks over my ankle. I closed my eyes and tried to calm down. I tried to breathe. "It looks sprained really badly. We better get you to the nurse." He says. I sigh. I hated injuries. He then surprised me when he suddenly picked me up bridal style. "What are you doing? Put me down." I say hitting his chest. "So you want to walk to the nurses office?" I shook my head no and he carried me all the way there.