Why can't high school be normal..for once
I'ts been almost a month of school, I can't get him out of my mind, we text each other almost everyday. Micah, he's in my my math class, even though he's in grade 10...long story. He stopped liking Caley, it didn't take very long. Whenever we talk now all I can think of is "why me doe". There are so many others girls his age he could talk to and yet I always seem to be his priority, in the hallways he stairs at me...like a lot, I mean at first it was ok because I never realized it, but now it's an ongoing thing. There were times I thought he was following me..."what does he want, should I turn back and ask...no that's too harsh, Ill just wait it off". The next week was worse, he was always texting me trying to find out when our next game was, I couldn't say I didn't know...he would never believe that. I just kept telling him that they were all away games throughout the month, bad choice. When he found out one of our games were at home, he was not very happy...
I felt a hard push in my back, thinking that it was period three and I have math with Caley it must have been her, so I turned around and said, "are u rude" with a smile, then I saw his face, his height and his anger. It was Micah, looking down at me, I couldn't tell if he was going to talk so I said "sorry I thought you were Caley", the words I never expected to come out of his mouth, "ur a real bitch u know that". Yup it caught me off guard too, I wasn't sure at first as to why he would say that, then I remembered our home game the night before. He must have been there watching and I didn't notice. But when I looked up at him again I saw even more anger, "didn't u think I would find out, I'm not stupid", he said still looking furious. "Why would u say that I know your not stupid", I said back trying not to make him even more upset. I lied and told him that the game was switched to home last minute. He didn't believe me one bit. It felt like 20 minutes went by before our teacher Mr.E came and unlocked the door so everyone could go in.
While I walked into class he followed right behind me, I felt his heavy breathing on my neck, it was warm and so was I. Caley asked me to come to the back with her but I said no because I didn't want Mr.E to get mad at us again. Micah was about to take a seat at the back of the class where he always sits, but instead he asked our teacher if he could sit up in the front so he could see better. Mr.E said yes, so Micah made his way right to the desk behind me...great. As our teacher was starting his lesson I felt tapping on the bottom of my chair and pushing on my shoes, you already know who it was and so did I. That right there was the start of a very rough semester.
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Not The Same
Teen FictionI miss elementary school. But high school isn't the worst, but I should always remember...it's not the same.😘