The Boy Who Couldn't Sit Still

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I stare at the flashing Railroad light waiting for my light to turn from red to green. I have about a half hour before the grocery store closes and this light ain't helping me get the stupid pie ingredients Mom wants. She will be so mad if I don't get it. I was supposed to get it yesterday but I took a nap.

The light turns red and I start driving again. The grocery store is just one more light away. Luckily for me the next light was green and I got to the store in time. Some people stared at me as I walked in like I was crazy coming in here with my pjs on but they would be crazy too if they had my mom.

I'm almost done grabbing the things I need when I bump into someone when I'm not looking. I drop my basket jumping away as it almost lands on my feet. That's happened to me so many times I think I have a permanent scar.

"I'm so sorry," I mumble rushing to pick up the things I made the stranger drop.

"It's fine, Lily," they say making me drop the things I was going to pick up for them.

When I look up I see the person I haven't seen in a couple of days. My hand starts to shake as I reach for my basket blindly considering I can't seem to look away from him. Why did he have to be here? Out of all the times I've gone here, why today?

"That was rude," Calvin states picking up his own things.

"You don't deserve anything other than rude," I mumble standing up straight trying to find my confidence again.

"Come on, Li. We were so close. Why are you pushing me away again?" He asks and I scoff.

"You know exactly what you did to me," I glare. "I can't forgive you for that."

"But you can forgive Flynn for getting you a detention? He doesn't even like you as a friend. He probably thinks you're easy," Calvin says making my stomach drop.

"Don't bring Flynn into this. This isn't about Flynn. It's about you and me. Stop flipping it like you always do," I demand.

"You said you didn't want to talk about it," Calvin states.

"And you're still here making me. Leave me alone, Calvin," I say for the billionth time.

"I'm not a bad guy, Li. You know that. Please," he pouts. "Nice pjs."

The way he looks me up and down disorients me for a second. I feel gross under his stare and almost forget what I was going to say. Almost. Come on Lily. You've got this.

"You keep saying that then saying shit like Flynn doesn't even like me as a friend. You're right you aren't a bad guy. You skipped that level and went straight to evil," I exclaim starting to walk away from him. I stop for a second and turn back to him, "and stop calling me Li. I've always hated that stupid nickname."

With that I walk away. It's my turn for the last word. It's my turn to defend myself. It's his turn to be speechless. He can't do this to me anymore. It's not fair.

I head straight for the check out section so I can leave. That damn boy always ruins my mood. I don't even know how I'm feeling. It's like a cross between mad, sad, and insecure. I hate this feeling and it only happens near him.

When I get to my car I just kind of sit in the drivers seat just thinking. What if he's right? What if Flynn only sees me as someone to get with? What if Athena's in on it and hates me too? Oh god.

I grab my phone and start dialing Flynn's number. This is really stupid but I kind of need to know what he thinks. Calvin makes my insecurities itch back into my brain. I tap my fingers on the steering wheel as I wait for him to answer. I hope he isn't right.