Loving, Breaking, Haunting, Reborn

Chapter 8 (Edited)

Jessica's POV

"No Phillip..." I whined as I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to look fierce.

He laughed and shook his head at me as he looked down at his feet and the very dusty dirt ground.

"Come on it's not so bad." he said.

I shook my head. I didn't want to be a part of it and that was final. That's how it would stay and that's how it would end.

Phillip, Phillip Prince. he kept bugging me and telling me I should try and get over my fear of stage freight and I completely and utterly refused.

If I was younger, maybe, but now that I was in sixth grade, 12 years old, everyone would remember if I screwed up.

"Come on. we all know you can do it. You're the most qualified for the part." he said, trying to bribe me.

I let out a scoff as I looked away and up at the higher part of the wall to my left, opposite direction from him.

"And whenever did things become so formal?" I asked, uninterested in all sorts.

He sighed. "please just think about." he asked as he moved over and into my direct line of sight.

I sighed and looked at the ground before looking back up at him. "Fine. I'll think about it."

I uncrossed my arms from my chest and just had placed them at my sides when he rushed forward and engulfed me in a hug.

Now I know why were friends.

Were both weirded out of our right minds. I laughed and wriggled my arms free and gave him a quick hug before backing up, feeling slightly awkward and violated.

I pretended to dust myself off.

He laughed and walked over to me. "Remember the guy you particularly like is playing the main character. Just so you have a heads up."

He wriggled his eyebrows at me as my mouth fell open and my eyes widened.

Oh he did not just go there!

His smile widened. "Oh yes. I just did. See you later."

As he walked off he gave me a quick wave before he continued on his way.

Let's see. I need to stop talking my thoughts out loud and I really need to find new friends.

Well I do have other friends but their just as weird. I sighed. why can't any of my friends be normal?

I picked up my books and walked off to class. The rest of the day I kept on wondering if I should take the lead role or not.

I knew all the lines, I technically was the understudy and sadly Delilah was out sick and couldn't play the part.

And I could work with Mason. he was the cutest guy ever. he had perfect dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that could just make a girl melt.

I sighed and slumped in my chair just thinking about him.

But what if I messed up in front of him? I'd be a goner for sure!

Immediately my mood dropped and I sat up straighter in my chair.

"You ok sweetie?"

I looked up to see my mom cleaning up the dishes and dispensing them into the dishwasher. She was now paused and looking at me curiously.

I nodded. "Oh! Yeah it's just that I really hate homework."