So. The first day of eighth grade. The senior juniors. I got up at 7:00 so I could walk to school earlier. My house is only a block from the school so I don't need to ride the bus or anything. I had to pack my own lunch which was a simple sandwich, string cheese, kiwi, and a little cup full of trail mix. I didn't have to pack a lunch, but mom thought it was cheaper so I have to anyway. Then I had to put the do outside and put away the dishes from last night. I decided to wear a pair of black leggings with this dark purple Harley Davidson shirt. Oh, and also my earring and my three necklaces. Two I got from one of my mom's old boyfriends, and I made the other one. One has a gold chain with a pendant with a lion carved on it( I'm a Leo) and the other was a jade fang. On my chocker that I made I had 4 letters: KLAD. Mine and his initials mixed up so I have his last name and he has mine. I just can't stop thinking about him. I walk to school listening to Twenty One Pilots from my MP3 player, my year old cowboy boots clanking on the asphalt as I crossed the elementary parking lot. I arrived at 7:45, and apparently he had too. I had gone through puberty hard that summer, so now I'm not flat anymore and I actually have boobs and a butt. My mom alway teases me about it. I walked down the hallway to my locker. 230,231,232,233...Ah 242. And as I had looked for my locker number I had walked closer and closer to Alex, who was at locker 243. Shit. Really. I mean of all the people in my class. Great, what'll he say. He's standing there putting up pictures in his locker. I blare my music so I can't hear or feel anything except for Tyler's emotional words and Josh's sick beats. He looks me up and down, and he doesn't know that I feel his gaze stop here and there. Then he puts the rest of his things away while I hang up the pictures of my family and my homemade TØP poster. He looks at me again and then he taps me on the shoulder. I pull out one earbud and look at him like"wtf do u want". He clears his throat. " Um, Sooo. How was your summer?" I know I should be nice but I can't help myself. " Well, it was great, except for the fact that you, one of the people I care about(yes I care about you) has ignored me for 3 months and didn't give a fuck that I seriously cry myself to sleep at night thinking about you. So yea, it was a WONDERFUL fucking summer thanks to you." He just stands there trying to comprehend the fact that I, the 3rd shortest kid in the class and usually the happiest and most energetic person had exploded at him. This is exactly what I did when he didn't want to talk to me on Instagram. I ranted and raved. " How was your summer then?" I ask him. " You still dating Sienna?" " no". I'm surprised because he just said that little two letter word and is looking down at the ground. I finish with my locker and grab my stuff for first period Earth science, and apparently I have all the same class periods he has. Just fantastic. " Well" I tell him," I hope you find someone else so I can feel even worse about myself". I start to storm off. No one else heard our conversation because we were the only ones in the hallway. I make it a few stomps and the I'm stopped by someone holding the back of my hood. I spin around. Alex is standing there, and we are only a foot apart. " The reason why I wouldn't talk to you is because I felt bad." Bad about what!!?????" " Bad about the fact that I was still dating Sienna when I like you." This takes a moment to sink in. " You are not just toying with my feelings are you? Cause if you are and I will find out if you are, your a dead man." He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "If I were lying would I do this?"
CLIFF HANGER!! I will continue tomorrow but I need to go to bed before it's morning lol so night and hope u stick around for more
