Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)

Chapter 40

"Come on! Why won't you tell me?" I begged.

"I told you it was nothing. I just saw my mom and wanted to talk to her, that's it."

"Oh...really? I thought...Never mind." I shut my mouth, not wanting to get him riled up. He never really spoke about his parents after he talked about them briefly to me. All I know is that his dad isn't the best person.

"Yeah, so, we done here?" He sounded eager to end our conversation.

"Sure. See you later." I hung up before he could on me, wanting to steer clear of the false accusations I could make up on why he doesn't want to tell me anything.

Ever since the game, Justin started to talk to me less. I noticed because in class, since we moved seats to be next to each other, we used to talk a lot and mess around. Now he's all like, "That's cool, but I'm trying to listen," pretending he actually cares about how 2D motion works and how to solve the problems for horizontal and vertical launches Mr.Murtishaw oh so boringly teaches us. I know he actually doesn't and it makes me kind of mad.

I want to be able to shake it off and say he's just having a moment, but I can't help but feel there's something more to this. I'd know what this was about if he'd tell me but he's as stubborn as it gets.

I got ready for school and dressed accordingly with the weather. I wore a peachish-pink dress that came with a tanish-brown belt on it with my tan laced up combat boots. I did my makeup and decided to put on eyeshadow this time. After I finished getting ready, I went down to the kitchen and started to make an omelette and an all fruit smoothie to fit in a little healthiness in my morning.

I still got rides from Justin to school but Mason picks me up on the days Justin has his morning football meetings. Mason offered to take me everyday and when I objected, he got curious as to why I didn't want him to take me. In return, I told him I already got rides from a friend of mine and I'd feel rude just to drop it on them and tell them I don't need their help anymore.

I'm not sure as to why I haven't told him about Justin and I being friends but it doesn't feel right telling Mason if Justin doesn't want him to know. And plus it would look suspicious as to why it took so long to tell him.

But...

He has to know. Excuse or not, he's still my boyfriend. Justin is just a friend.

So why can't I bring myself to tell him?

Nothing and I mean nothing, is stopping me. But if I tell Mason now, he'll think I was cheating on him this whole time. I don't want that to ruin everything we've worked on having this far along. I have things going good for me right now besides Justin being on his man period lately. I know he'll come around if I keep pushing his buttons. No one can resist my cute face.

Mentally laughing at myself for that last comment, I placed my omelette on my plate then pausing when I felt my phone buzz. I put my plate on the table and pulled out my phone, reading that Justin was already here. I was a little puzzled because I looked at the time and saw he was a little too early, and he was never early. Seeing that we still had time to waste before getting to school, I texted him and invited him inside. I unlocked the door then heading back to the kitchen to work on making him an omelette as well, so he wouldn't have to watch me awkwardly eat.

I didn't hear the door open or close, but as I turned around to get the cheese that I left out on the counter top, I saw Justin standing there with a small smile. I smiled back to be polite and went back to putting the cheese on his omelette.