As Mrs. Longo droned on and on about things I could care less about also known as Geometry, I couldn’t help but think about Justin’s face when I told him off back out in the hallway before I came to class. It was priceless. I mean, you should have seen it, he looked as if I ran over his car with my own.
If only I could have recorded that priceless moment with my phone…
Oh, wait, even if I could have recorded it, I wouldn’t have been able to because I had my phone taken away all thanks to Justin.
Okay, so, he wasn’t the one who actually physically took it away. That would be my sometimes annoying mother but nevertheless it was because of him that I had it taken away in the first place.
You know, now that I think about it, everything that’s gone wrong in my life so far this month is all because of him.
I’m starting to think God’s got some sort of agenda over me.
Brushing the hair the fell in front of my face back, I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a paper ball hit the side of my head. Furrowing my eyebrows, I turned around to see Carly with a grim smile on her face. “What the hell?” I mouthed to her.
“Sorry.” She whispered back. “I didn’t mean to hit your head. I was kinda aiming for your arm…” She meekly bit the bottom of her lip innocently.
I rolled my eyes, playfully glaring at her before leaning down and grabbing the paper ball that fell on the floor. Leaning back up, I unscrambled it, scanning the words scribbled on the wrinkled paper.
Is it true?
Glancing at her quickly in confusion, I clicked open my pen, scribbling a response asking her what she meant before crumbling it back up and throwing it at her.
Catching it in her hands, she did the ball, laying it flat on her desk before writing back and throwing it back over at me.
When I opened it up again, I immediately began reading her reply.
That you know Danger?
I felt my throat close up as I read those four words but made sure that it didn’t show in my face. The last thing I wanted was to give anything away.
I wrote her back telling her I didn’t know what she was talking about before pretending to be interested in the word Mrs. Longo was giving us on the board.
I heard a thump by my desk and couldn’t help but inwardly groan at myself. Leaning down, I picked it up before opening it.
Don’t play dumb Kelsey. You know what I’m talking about.
I turned to look at her, waving my hand to capture attention. Once I did, I gestured to the rolled up paper in my hand before mouthing to her that I really didn’t know what she was talking about.
She rolled her eyes at me, giving me a slight stern look. Just as she was about to open her mouth and mouth something back, Mrs. Longo interrupted her.
“Is there something you two ladies would like to share with the whole class?” I turned to see her standing there with pursed lips and daggers spiraling from her eyes.
“No.” I leaned back in my chair.
“Sorry.” Carly apologized with a dismissive wave of her hand.
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head. She was always the one to never care what people say or think.
For the remainder of the class we kept silent, not wanting to tick Mrs. Longo off because we both knew, as much as it annoyed us, that we would get a detention and that was the last thing I needed today.
