Carried Away

Monday

(I'm sorry I didn't update on Thursday I've been really busy with family and school stuff but I hope you like this chapter. I tried to makeit a little longer since it was late).

Summer's POV

Psychology is most likely going to be a very awkward experience. I slept with Jaylen on Friday, he fought with Sawyer on Saturday, and I completely ignored his texts on Sunday in favor of hanging out with Sawyer and Aiden. 

I can't imagine sitting next to him bright and early Monday morning. Which is exactly what I need to do within twenty minutes. I know I need to handle this. We need to sit down and talk it out. I just don't want to. Since school started I've been very dependant on my friends. Jaylen is always there to laugh with me, chill and watch football. I don't want to loose that, but if I try to avoid this I know that's what will happen. I'm going to fix this, I have to, because even though we just meet Jaylen is to important for me to loose. 

"Are you just going walk past like I'm not here?" I ask Jaylen playfully even though I am a bit hurt by the thought. 

"Well I wasn't sure if you wanted me to sit with you or not." I don't want him to think like that. He should know that he's m friend and that no matter what I'll always want to sit with him during psychology. I could tell him that, but it might be weird.

"Of coarse I do. I had to fight people off from trying to steal your seat." 

Jaylen smiles and sits down. I thought this be awkward, but right now it seems normal. We joke around for a bit, he copies my notes from Friday. He was to busy throwing little pieces of paper at me to be worried with taking notes on Friday. We go through the lecture making snide comments about our professor, and me trying to explain to Jaylen the function of neurons, while still trying to take notes. 

All in all I'd consider it a success until class is over. 

"Hurry up Jaylen. I want some pancakes." On the days we have psychology Jaylen and I always get breakfast after class. I didn't think today would be any different until he confesses that he already went to breakfast before class.

I'm not hurt at all. Really I'm not. He can go to breakfast whenever and with whomever he wants. It's not our thing or anything. I'm not a possessive weirdo that gets upset when her friends go to breakfast without her. 

"I just didn't think you'd want to talk to me after everything." He says most likely catching on to my rapidly deteriorating mood. 

"Why do you keep saying that? When did I give you the idea that I didn't want to be friends?" I ask because I know things aren't normal right now, and we have some things to talk about, but I don't think I've given him any indication that we can't still be friends. 

"You want to talk about this is my room?" He asks instead of answering my question. This is a good idea though. Standing in a lecture hall isn't a good place for this conversation, especially when people are starting to come in for the next class.  

"Alright but you better have some Froot Loops in your room." I threaten partially because I'm hungry but more so to break the tense mood. 

"You're gonna eat me out of Froot Loops on day woman." I smile at that because it's probably true, and Jaylen really doesn't seem to mind. The walk to Jalen's room is completely silent, both of us to preoccupied with our thoughts to try and hold a conversation.

"Well here we are." Jaylen says unceremoniously after opening the door. 

Yes here we are. The place where we're either going to fix our friendship or everything goes to shit. No pressure. No pressure at all.