The Fuckgirls' Secret

Page|32: Then I turned away to hug myself and cry.

"Let's meet at the field after class." -J

I just got a text from an unknown number. But it's obviously from Jake, since he was the only one I knew who's name starts with a J.

"Are you guys going at the game later?" Courtney asked. I nodded, Millie too. "You Kate?"

"Uhm..no, I have a date." She answered.

"Oh, come on..." Courtney pleaded, but she shrugged. "Okay, go on..leave us bitch!" We all laughed at Courntey's tantrum.

"Kate's got a date. Kate's got a date..." Millie sang at the top of her lungs. The cafeteria was full. We saw Kelly and her gang entered the cafeteria and was seated at the corner. Tyler seated at the jocks table.

"I miss Tyler." Millie said. "Do you guys think it's the right time?" She asked, I don't freaking know what she's talking about.

"Just don't send it to me, Mil!" Kate exclaimed.

"Go, Millie!" And she fiddled with her phone. Later on a few student's phone when buzzing, and soon the whole cafeteria was silent. My phone vibrated on the back of my pants. I retrieved it and looked at the message.

"Oh my god!" A few students laughed and a few scrunched their faces in disgust.

"Damn, this was weird." I put my phone back, never want to catch a glimpse of two guys lip-locking. It's disturbing and ...I don't know.

"Fuck, man! You're gay!?" One of the jocks shouted at Tyler. The students looked at them.

"Courtney, this is bad, what if they lnew it was Millie?" I whispered to her.

"Chill...I bought that phone...it was secondhand, and it was shipped from the other side of the country." She chuckled. What the hell, they're really into ruining 'Tyler the Great.'

Jake and Brandon entered the cafeteria, and the murmur stopped. Everyone's attention was on them.

"What the hell is my cousin walking in with Jake?" Courtney asked, mainly to herself.

Brandon and Jake looked cool and they both laughed as they approached their seats.

"So, you and Jake?" Courtney asked me. But her eyes weren't on me.

"Yeah, we dated, and he texted me to meet him later at the field after class."

"Amy, have fun with Jake all you want, but let me tell you...it'll never last." Courtney said.

"Oooh...creepy.." Kate mocked.

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I walked to the field. I planned on taking a seat at the bleachers, when I  saw a blonde sitting with his head on his knees. His hands pulling his own hair slightly. The scene was giving me a heartbreak. Was he upset? Does he have a problem? He could've told me. I'm still his friend.

I walked closer to him, putting my hand on his shoulder. He froze and peeked through his hair. I smiled at him, taking the seat beside him. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. Finally, he sat up, running his fingers on his hair.

"Waiting for you." he answered.

"Oh, I was waiting for Jake too. He texted me to meet up here." There were a few people taking their seats because the game will start in an hour or two after class.

"No, I was the one who texted. You." He looked hurt. And I wanted to touch his face, to let him know that I'm sorry for not recognizing that J meant James.

"Sorry...I thought it was Jake." I put my hand on top of his. He took my warm hands in his cold ones. I looked at him, and catch his blue eyes staring back. It should be awkward. It should be embarrassing. But it's not...it felt normal, it felt like old days...it felt special. This moment was so special for me. The butterflies again in my stomach did a summersault, and I know I shouldn't feel those because I already am dating Jake. But this was saying something. I cleared my throat.

"Uhmm..yeah...so...remember when i asked you to go in a date with me?" Of course I did. That moment was special for me too. I nodded, waiting for him to continue. "Ah..I'm taking that back?"

"What?" I asked shouting at him. "Sorry." I was just surprised. Why would he do that? Ask me, then take it back? It's weird.

"Yeah, me and Jake we're kind of back to being friends. And I don't want to ruin you're relationship. And also, I don't want to ruin Jake and I's friendship...and ours too." So that's it..he's like..giving up. That"s fine with me. I'm not like in love with him anyway. And he's not that goodlooking, it's just that he's so handsome, and he's letting me go to save our friendship. Very poetic, Brandon.

I admit I was hurt, because I knew I felt something for him too. I just don't want to admit it but now, yeah...I like him. But he's letting me go. "What are you thinking?" He asked, but I can't lokk at him. Clouds formed behind my eyes. It's getting cloudy in here. I don't want him to see my tears, because he'll know that I felt something for him, and his words stung my heart.

I shook my head. "We'll stay friends, right?" I asked him and he just nodded.

"Of course, yes." He answered, and I stood up. I needed to look unaffected or else they'll think I'm a wimp. With one last glance, I smiled at him. Then turned away to hug myself and cry.

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