Boys

                                                Chapter 3

I blushed like crazy, I didn't know what to do. The laughter went on for a bit before I mustered up all the courage I had, turned around, walked over to them, grabbed my towel, and walked to my room.

The laughter stopped when I closed the door.

"What's her problem?" one of them asked "Let me go see" said another.

"NO!" I shouted at them "No one is coming near me!"

I locked the door as warm tears streamed down my face, I have never felt so embarassed in my whole life

"You guys, we should say sorry" Noah whispered but not quiet enough

"Ha! I mean why?" someone replied "We were just having fun"

"Don't forget, about. her. boobs." another said, slowing down after the first two words. "C'mon James just this one time" Noah pleaded

I hear footsteps coming this way, then, a knock.

"What d-do y-you wan-t?" I shuttered through quiet sobs.

"We just wanted to say sorry" Noah said, I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Just... g-go a-a-away" I say, the door handle jiggles and some how Noah opens it. Stupid lock. "By the way you might want to rap the towel around you" he says looking me up and down.

I look down,  blush and rap it around me.

He sighs, "Listen, I know your mad-"

"Mad!? MAD!?" I yell, my emotions taking over me "Mad doesn't even describe what I'm feeling! I was stark naked out there! And all you did was laugh!"

"Sorry" he says.

"OH! YOUR SORRY! WELL LISTEN HERE BUD! SORRY DOESNT CUT IT! I WAS EMBARASSED, LAUGHED AT, AND NOW GUESS WHAT! IM BEING APOLOGIZED TO, BY ONE OF THE SAME PEOPLE WHO HELPED ME FEEL THIS GREAT!!!" I scream. Causing tears pouring down my face. I slam the door in Noah's face and cry my face off for hours.