I walk into school the next morning.
i hear people laughing,
they're crowded around something,
i'm curious so i go over,
i shove through the crowd and see it,
a blown up picture of,
me and him kissing,
the kiss from yesterday,
it's not photoshopped,
but it's beautiful,
i smile and walk to my locker,
i ignore the comments,
and pretend not to see the people staring at me,
i walk into Trig,
and see you sitting there,
"hey" i say,
"hey" you reply,
"did you see the picture?" i ask quietly,
"yeah, i did it" he replies,
"oh, why?" i ask not angry just curious,
"to show her i'm not the one that lost" he replies grinning,
the bell rings,
i take my seat,
my mind races,
"what does he mean?" i ask myself,
Trig confuses me that day,
so i was focused on it the whole block.
