2 girls, 1 boy

CHAPTER 2: the truth

At my locker, she stared at me. It was an unbearable look. I couldn't stand it. It looked like she was pointing two guns at me. I smiled and pushed I little bit for her to move. She didn't. "Carly," I said calmly, "can you move please." She moved. She didn't stop looking at me with that look. Ughhhh! As I opened my locker, I could feel her stare. It was like a million weights were left on my shoulders. I turned around to see if she was still staring at me, she was. "What's wrong," I asked with an innocent smile, "Nothing." She answered with that deadly look. It clearly was nothing as she said. Something bothered her, and I knew it was about James. I could feel it. Today was my lucky day: we had no classes together. My first class was English and after I had lab. Usually, Carly and I never hung out together. Only outside of school. I don't know. Maybe she was embarrassed of me... Anyways, on my way to English class, our eyes met. Not Carly's, mine and James. The time stopped. I thought he was waving at me. I couldn't believe my eyes. Well, I shouldn't of. He was waving at this tall guy from his hockey team. Carter, I believe. That was Carly's ex-boyfriend. Wait, I waved back. He must think I'm crazy! Oh shoot!!! "DRING!" No time to think, the bell rang. I ran as fast as I could all the way to miss Hornsaw's class. She was the toughest teacher in school. I couldn't be late. As I arrived in class, with no breath, everybody looked at me. I was never out of breath. I was always on time, reading my book in the back of the class. I sat down and the second bell rang. After a long discussion about Canadian literature, I had just enough time to go to Carly's locker before lab. I still couldn't believe I embarrassed myself in front of James like that. I still couldn't believe it. He probably thought I was a crazy psychopath who liked to eat goats on Sunday mornings. As I arrived to Carly's locker, I had to think: what would I ask her? She was pretty pissed this morning. And I'm sure she wouldn't be very happy if I told her I had a crush on her maybe crush.