The Never Ending Game// Benny Rodriguez

Part Six

"Hey Sarah" Sammie said then walked off in a diffrent direction. She didnt even look at me, she just left me there standing alone, making me look like a total dork! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?! I stood there, looked at them, then realized Benny was walking towards me. OH GOD. OH GOD. OH GOD. "Hey, um Sage right?" His accent was the cutest thing. "Yeah" I said sounding increadibly nervous. "Im Benny, Ive seen you around, just wanted to come say whats up." "Oh okay, oh um hey um, thanks for sticking up for me with the whole bus situation." "Yeah no problem, Jamies a priss and nobody deserves to be treated the way she treats people." He said. Then some of the boys Benny hangs out with began to whistle and laugh. How embarrassing. He turned around, gave me a shrug and walked off. I let out a deep breath. I could feel butterflies in my stomach.
Then I saw her; Jamie. She was standing with some boy, they were really close to eachother. I think I stared a little too long, because then she made eye contact with me. I stared back, she wasnt going to scare me. I rolled my eyes and went to look for Sammie. There was a lot of kids here, it would be hard. I pushed through the sea of ages, looks, smells.
Finally I could see her, she was near Jamie.
Walking over there, not making eye contact with her or the boy, I felt reasurence. But it didnt last for a long time, next thing I knew I was on the dirt, on my knees, in front of the tiny crowd near me. They began to laugh, I could hear her voice. "Gosh Sage watch where your going, thats twice now." Then give a chuckle and turned towards the boy. Sammie saw and tried to help me up but I refused her kindness. I was embarrassed, mad, confused. What did I do to her? Nothing.
I pushed myself out of Sammies arms and got up. Everyone in the group was staring at me, not everyone in the ditch, but enough people to be embarrassed by. I stormed through everyone and made my way out of there. I was filled to the top with emotions that I couldnt process all at once. I decided it was time to leave early, that I wasnt sticking around any longer to save the trouble of humiliation. The walk home wasnt that far, but it was dark. I normally like the dark, the feeling of being alone without the trouble of someone else. But it was diffrent now, now it was this aloneness that I couldnt bear to feel.
When I got home, I stormed to my room. I was so mad, I dont think Ive ever felt this way. I walked down the main entrance of the living room. I guess I didnt realize what I was doing because I ran into a bookshelf and knocked over some vases and photo frames. I was gonna hear hell about it. "What was that?" My dad said waking from his sleep on the sofa. "Nothing, I ran into this." I said motioning to the broken glass on the floor. Then he began to yell. He yelled for the glass, he yelled for me being clumsy, he yelled for not liking me. But that woke up my mom and then she began yell, she yelled for dad yelling, she yelled because I was stupid. And thats when I bust to tears and ran to my room. But did that stop the fighting? No. The continued to yell for about twenty minuets. I went to bed in my tanktop and shorts. I didnt care. I lay in bed trying to sleep, but the yelling was getting loud and I heard stuff get moved around. Im so sick of this! I hate this!