Rrrrrrrrriiiiiiinnnggggg.
The bell signaling the next class pierced my eardrum, making me jump in my desk. Everyone packed their things and immediately turned on their phones and made their way towards their next class.
Great... Passing Time... He doesn't have any classes on the 3rd floor this hour so I should be fine.
I plugged in my headphones and turned up my music, blocking everyone else out.
Thank God for SONY's
I began my walk from the 3rd floor down to the library, because I have lunch right after third hour and I can use that time to read. I don't eat lunch anyway. Before y'all start harping on me about eating disorders I'm not starving myself to look thin, I just don't get very hungry at lunch.
As I opened the door to the library I full-on collided with someone as they were walking the opposite direction, causing my headphones to fall off. Somehow with my clumsiness, I managed to catch them before they hit the ground.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry are yo-" I began to say but was interrupted when I saw Tanner's reddened, troubled face before he rolled his eyes at me.
"Ugh, I thought I asked you to stay out of my way?" He spat back harshly as he stormed out of the library.
Damn. It's Wednesday. I forgot he has meetings here with his counselor during lunch on Wednesdays. I hate Wednesdays. He looked genuinely upset. Something must have happened with his counselor.
My face quickly reddened as I realize everyone studying in the library turned to stare at me because our library is small and Tanner cannot comprehend the definition of 'whisper".
Please just go back to your studying and stop looking at me.
I awkwardly walked towards the fiction section where I usually sit and quietly sat down on the comfy bean bag chair closest to the window. I love that seat because you get a perfect view of the forest right next to the high school and it is so pretty.
Karrie came and flopped down next to me asking "Whoa what's Temper Tan-drum's problem?".
Karrie came up with that nickname in 7th grade when Tanner beat up a kid named Oswald for accidentally tripping and knocking his lunch tray onto his lap.
"Who knows" I replied trying to brush it off as nothing and hinting to change the subject. However I forgot that Karrie is literally the most oblivious person I know and wouldn't know subtlety if it smacked her in the face twice. So instead of letting it go she replied "He always seems to take his problems out on you. Thats weird. I mean you aren't THAT bad."
"Wow thanks" I monotonously replied feeling a bit annoyed that we were still on this subject.
I just wanted to read my book in peace. But no, the Choleric Collision, and the Idiotic Investigator decided to take up my time instead.
"Whatever. Hey, Mathias is having a party and it's gonna be lit!" Exploded Karrie with a little more excitement than necessary.
I groaned internally after hearing the word "lit" escape her lips.
"Did you seriously just say lit? But a party? Hard pass. And you're ALREADY back together with Mathias?"
"Ya we missed each other so much and he asked for a second chance"
"And would this make the 8th 'second chance' that you've given him?"
"We love each other ok? And it's not like you would understand"
YOU ARE READING
I...I Know You Hate Me
RomanceHow do you tell the person who hates you... you're in love with them? this is my first story so don't judge too harshly :3