In for the long run.

I'm tired

"I'm tired of this," I roll my eyes as I squish myself against the window to get away as far as I can from Drew.

Even the cold window couldn't calm me down.

I guess the tone I used was serious because the smile oh Andrew's face immediately dropped.

"What are you tired of?" he asked cautiously as he pulled up to my house.

I rolled my eyes and raise my hand to open the door, but his hand stops mine. Being the petty person I am I jerk my hand out and leave the car.

As I make my way up the driveway flashes of this morning flash in my mind like a constant horror movie. Let me clue you in on this. Basically Andrew/drew invited me to a pool party; him knowing that I would say yes because he knows that I have a major crush on him. I came over after ransacking my whole room and having a three hour conference call with my best friends to find the best bikini to wear. He picks me up because he offered too and we headed over to his house in a really good mood. I knew that there was probably going to be at least over 20 people there because Drew is a white ass boy that is borderline fuckboy. I know he has to be a hostess and greet people and make small conversations but I'm also a guest there too. I spent three hours trying to get his attention, from cannon balling into the pool to grinding on a guy right in front of him. Andrew being the insensitive jerk he is, he gave me a wink and turned around. I left right after that; calling an Uber on my way to the front door. I guess Drew noticed I was gone since there wasn't any giant spectacle of me making a fool out of myself. He caught just as I ended the call to Uber. He grabbed my phone out of my hand and ran up to his bedroom. After closing and locking the door to make sure I get my phone back I leaned against the door.

After thirty minutes of playing cat and mouse with him I finally got my phone and left the room. As I was opening the door he told me that he cancelled my Uber, afterwards he led me out of the house and we lay down on his bed talking and it was pretty sweet. He drove me home when it was late, but as we were driving his phone ringed and the car's Bluetooth allowed me to hear the other end speaking. He just talked like I wasn't in the car. He was flirting and ignoring my giant crush on him, not even caring about what he said. Then the call ended and he acted like nothing happened, like he didn't just embarrass me. Who would he choose? Would he choose the popular and prettier girl or me? Guess who's coming over Sarah Carlson's house. One minute he's the sweetest person in the world and the next he's a cold hearted play boy. He is more hormonal than a pregnant lady.

I snap out of my thoughts as my phone rings, I see the pic of Drew on my phone and hit Decline. I go to my contacts and delete the chat along with blocking him and removing him from all of my Social Medias. I am just tired of this. I'm a senior and need to stop thinking about a boy and start thinking about what I want to be in life. I unlock my door and head to my bathroom to take a shower from the long exhausting day and to wash the smell of chlorine off of my body.

As the shower relaxes my body and I go only wearing a towel and another one wrapped around my hair I flop onto my bed.

"I could have been naked," I say nonchalantly at my two best friends.

"Like it's the first time we've seen you naked," Chloe comments to my right.

"Besides you should've known what you were going to get into when you gave us your house key," Ash reasons.

"No one asked you guys to get in my business," I huff out.

"Well when Andrew called us to see why you unfollowed him on every social media and even blocked him, it becomes our business," Chloe smirks.