Today is January 12th and yesterday was hard for me. The school dance was coming up and as far as I knew, I was going alone. A great friend of mine (StoryGirl808) was going with her guy friend. Cute.
It would be fun to go with then but I don't want to be in the middle of their fun. So, instead I ask Mitchell if he was going. His reply: No. Of course, why would he go?
So I said "Okay. Well if you change your mind, I have no one to go with..." hoping that would give him a clue. His reply again: No. Well isn't he kind?
So I got a little sad and mad but maybe I was just overreacting. Why would he want to go to a dance as friends with me, his ex girlfriend? Then I started to go in my own head. I should've known this would happen.
Today I walked through the the halls before my first hour began, like normal, and noticed he wasn't even there. Did he not come because of me? So I continued my day feeling really bad and hoping he might just show up.
By lunch Mitchell had been present to school and I couldn't make up my mind whether I was happy or sad. I knew for sure after today, he'd never look at me the same. Even though it killed me when he looked at me like a star, it was still better than avoiding me. I really messed up this time.
After my last hour (band), I rushed to my locker so I could avoid running into him. By the time I packed up I realized I had to text my mom and let my friends know I wouldn't be at the dance. I slowly walked down the hall after telling them with my phone in my hand. Right as I looked up I saw Mitchell staring at me from his locker. We were so close to each other.
I sadly put my hand down, focusing on my feet, and continued to walk forward. My legs went all jello and I was praying I wouldn't fall to the floor. He doesn't deserve my attention anymore. I shouldnt even bother.
