High School Love Story

Chapter Twenty-Seven: John

It was painful for me too.

It was hard enough watching the two people I love most fight, then they ask me to pick between them?

My mom walked into my room. I was on my laptop, reading statistics from a college golf team in Kentucky. Holy mother of boredom.

"Hey buddy, I was wondering if you wanted to skip school tomorrow and come to Greenville with me. We could go by and see if somebody will walk us around Clemson?"

My mom knew I didn't want to go there. Not because I hated Clemson, but they were too good at golf, and I wanted to play in college. Clemson wasn't the right fit for someone so unaccomplished.

"I don't have enough sick days left, I have to go to school."

That sounded far ruder than intended.

My mother sensed that she wasn't going to convince me to go with her. "Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes, baby"

She walked out of my room.

I went back to my laptop. There wasn't anything worth looking at, so I just closed the computer and turned on the TV.

Nothing was on.

I went to my phone. Woah, Okay.

I had 132 new messages.

Jesus, okay let's start looking through them.

Three of them were from my mom, it had been a while since I had checked my phone. Nothing was said of any significance, so I deleted the messages and kept reading.

Nineteen were from a group message between me and people from my drama class. Nothing of much significance there either. So I kept going down the list.

There was a message from Auntie Carol. Hey bud, somebody said "bloody hell" at work today, made me think of you and how you make fun of these people over here. Love you!

I loved her. She always made me smile.

There was a message from Alec, Lion, my dad, my golf coach, and another friend of mine from school.

There was a few messages from Candace, I took a second to reply to those.

The rest were from Juliet and Mila.

Juliet's were fairly aggressive, however, she still seemed to want me to pick her over Mila. I didn't even think that she liked me to be honest, but it seemed as though she still cared. Which I was happy about. I did like Juliet a lot, despite my shortcomings, but for the most part I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I'm not making excuses, but I just didn't think it was very fair what had happened. I didn't blame Mila for that, neither did I blame Juliet, but things happen. Hopefully, Juliet would still have me.

Mila's text messages were very apologetic. Mila wasn't like this, she either loved me a lot, or she was lying, but either way, I didn't like it.

There was something wrong with her. Maybe she was just in too deep, or maybe she thought we could still be together, but I didn't think we could, we couldn't. Could we?

My mom hated her. Hated, with a capital "H". My mother thought she was white trash, she thought she was horrible, and a cheater, and a total B-word that no one, and I mean no one, was horrible enough to be with.

She also didn't have much ambition. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life, but what she wanted to do wasn't very ambitious. She wanted to be a secretary at some buisness. That was the plan in the past. I wanted to be a lawyer, she was going to be my secretary. She was going to remain my secretary until I appointed her press secretary of South Carolina when I ran for governor. That plan fell through though. She didn't like me enough to stay by my side, and our relationship wouldn't have held the test of time.

I was very sorry to say this, but there was no possible way that Mila and I could be together.

"Dinner's ready!"

I sat my phone down on my bed and walked into the kitchen. I ate an average dinner, had a lackluster conversation about school, and then went back to my room, where I had twelve new messages on my phone.

Candace was the first. She asked how things with Juliet were. I typed a very long paragraph describing my current situation.

Mila sent the other eleven.

Starting to get a little pushing are you?

I decided to respond, after I responded to Juliet. I made sure that I waiting a couple minutes too, so I could show Juliet that I texted her first.

I told them both the same thing however, that I was sorry, and that I just needed time to think. Surprisingly they were both okay with that.

I thought about sleeping, instead I kept texting Candace.

We talked for the next three hours, about nothing at all. Then I went to sleep.

The next day I texted Mila and Juliet again. They both wanted to be with me, but I didn't know why. I feel like I don't deserve either of them.

Mila is just beautiful, in every sense of the word. She had eyes that sparkled like the moon, and beautiful long brown hair. She was also extremely sexy. Huge boobs and butt.

Sorry about that.

Mila was also kind hearted, I really liked her, but not just because she was pretty. I liked how she acted, how we acted together, and how she would smile at me when I said kind things to her. I really loved how she would tell me jokes when I was sad. She was just a great friend.. And a great more-than-friend

Juliet was the exact opposite.

She was beautiful, but in a different type of way. She had the cutest freckles, and beautiful eyes.

Both were dreamgirls, but I can't have both, right?

Maybe I could pretend to be identical twins and have both of them?

No, nevermind, that's a really bad idea.

I continued to think about it until I went to sleep.