the broken hearted girl

Chapter seven - partyy!

Alysha pov,

Miss Camerons lesson wasn't that bad at all, in fact it was like she blanked me, strange.

have her and my dad had an argument already?

it wouldn't surprise me..

i sighed,

i checked my timetable to see which lesson i have next,

english.

i walked accross the buildings towards the english block, i find it fustrating how everything has to be spread out and separated across our school.

im moaning alot today, even more than usual, but i didn't get much sleep last night, my dad was on skype call to miss cameron.

my dad has skype.

lol.

i walked into the classroom, and sat into my original seat.

my original seat is next to Jay.

not Jacob.

Jay.

i used to have a massive crush on Jay, he used to be really nice to me, he never disrespected a girl, whether they were ugly like i was or if they were beautiful, he was nice to everyone. I always found him attractive whether other people didn't, he was perfect in my eyes, he had brown silky hair, and deep, blue eyes.

"hey Alysha." he looked at me strangely?

um okay?

i thought he had a girlfriend,

i felt hurt when he got in a relationship with someone else, even though i was dating jacob, i was still jealous of his relationship.

"hi."

"so what you doing tonight?" he raised an eyebrow.

um why do you care? you never did before.

"probably nothing. and i can't be bothered to do anything."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"I just wondered if you were going to carls party tonight?"

Now im not even risking that, after the way hes been towards me.

"Well im defiantly aint now!"

"Why? i think carl likes you."

If hes trying to set us up, it wont work

"What are you jay? the school cupid? i dont like carl, i never have and i never will. hes a jerk."

"Thats good then."

?

"I mean i could take you to the party if you like."

"Id love to but im busy, so it doesnt fit in to my schedule."

Pfft shutup alysha you dont even have a schedule.

"schedule huh? well whats in this schuedule of yours?"

"uh. what?"

"yeah thats right Alysha, i've seen the way you used to look at me."

yeah USED.

"you think i have crush on you?" i sneered,

"well why wouldn't you? im a goodlooking lad?"

um.

"nah. thats just vein."

"i don't like being told any different, to what im usually told, anyway well look i'll write you down my phone number, and you can text me."