game of a player-c.d

16.

rosie
*weeks later*
well, screw it. my feelings for him have grown and fuck i want to tell him but i'm 99.9% sure that it's just a one way feeling. plus he probably still thinks of it as some game.

and i sure am loosing.

i bust into school through the main entrance, last week in this pit hole before it's spring break! however, on friday matt has his play that i am being forced to go see.

talking about matt, there he is. walking in a very weird way, i let out a chuckle and wave at him.

"morning." he says walking along side me.
"good morning matthew."
"can i ask a favour?" he says causing me to sigh and roll my eyes,"pleaseee!"
his puppy eyes will always get to me.
"whatttt?" i whine
"can you come over tonight?"
"why?" i question
"i need help on my lines for the play, pleaseee come and help me!" he cries like a child.
"ugh, why don't you get someone else to do it?" i sigh
"because nobody else wants to?"
"then what makes you think i want to?" i laugh.
"because you're such a good best friend that i wouldn't change the world for."
"yeahhh.."
"that is kind and helpful" he says exaggerating the helpful.
"keep going"
"that i love very much." he says nodding like a small kid
"keep it comin-"
"rosieee, please!" he yells tugging at my shirt.
"fine, whatever!" i laugh, pulling him off my shirt.
he dusts himself off,"thank you, i have to go to rehearsal now. i'll see you later!"

i laugh as he runs away as i make my way to my locker to meet cameron.

i get there and cameron isn't there, normally he's there before i am but you know, it's whatever.

5 minutes passed and he still wasn't here so i whipped out my phone and decided to text him.

cameron
i pull my phone from out my pocket after it buzzed, it was from rosie. i was debating whether to open it or not because i'm trying to avoid her right now.

i sat down in my seat at homeroom rather than going to her locker. does that make me a bad person? my phone buzzed again, i turned the sound off and carried on playing with my pen.

i was zoned out when a heard someone say my name. i looked up and saw the 'popular' group of girls, the type i would normally hit on but fuck they're annoying.

"hey cameron." grace giggled.
"um, hi." i say giving a little wave.
"where's rosie?" she asked.
"yeah, where is she?" courtney (one of her minions) says like she's some kind of fucking parrot.
"she's coming so i suggest you guys leave, she is quite feisty." i say playing with my pen.
"oh, we don't care." hailey says.
"yeah, we can handle it. can you?" grace says as she hisses and pulls at my shirt.
i push her hand off me,"i sure can, but i still suggest you guys leave."
"no, we couldn't care less if she's feis-"
"leave!" i yell and without hesitation they scurry off.

i fix my shirt after her nasty ass hands touched it.
"fucking hell, they don't leave me alone." i whisper to myself.
"who doesn't?" i hear riley ask as she sits down next to me.
"oh nobody." i smile.
"soo, where were you this morning?" she asks as she puts her stuff down.
"i was late so i decided to go straight to homeroom, i'm sorry baby girl i should have came." i lied.
"you couldn't text me back?" she asks waving her phone around.
"sorry, my phone ran out of battery and i didn't have time to charge it." i lied again.
"oh, it's fine." she says giving me a smile.

i wasn't late and my phone didn't die, i was avoiding you. was what i was meant to say but i didn't.

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well i wonder what happened🤷🏽‍♀️
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