The Bad Boy OR The Best Friend

three

I run downstairs, grabbing a granola bar from the kitchen and my father immediately shoots me a look.

"A granola bar does not make up for the breakfast, kiddo!" He tells me in a stern voice and I kiss his cheek over the table.

"Morning dad!" I say and put the wallet in my bag but then I hear the car honking outside so I rush through the front door, shouting out to my father, "Bye dad!"

"Love you, An! Have a nice day." I hear him say just as I close the door.

I notice Breanna's car outside my house and smile. When I get in, she immediately looks at me, as if she's surprised to see me smiling. Well, am I supposed to sulk at the beginning of the day?

"You look happy." She says as she starts driving towards school.

"Well, why shouldn't I be happy?"

She scoffs, "Because Evan literally told you last night to catch rides with me from now onwards because things with Rose are better, and improving. So he wants to pick her up every morning."

I close my eyes at her words for a moment and gulp down whatever I might regret saying. I don't want to say anything, actually but I know she wouldn't get off my back otherwise.

"He should do that, he's her boyfriend after all." I shrug, nonchalantly.

"He's your best friend before that, and has been driving you to and from school since he got his car!"

I narrow my eyes at her, "Exactly Bri, he's my best friend, not my driver."

We reach school without another word, because Breanna knows I would never admit anything in front of her, and go on denying her words. It's just who I am. I like myself this way.

She parks her car and as soon as I step out, the first thing I see is Chris and Caitlyn making out. I mentally barf at the image but the bile actually rises in my throat when I see past them and notice Evan and Rose having a heated make out session as well.

What the hell? Why is every couple making out in the parking lot today? I force my eyes away from them and settle my spectacles on my face. I got them back from Evan's last night right after he indirectly told me that I should look for another ride from now onwards.

'Hey An, you don't mind catching a ride with Bri tomorrow morning, do you?"

"No, of course not. Thanks for letting me know in advance."

Bullshit.

Breanna was correct, I had been catching a ride with Evan since as long as I can remember but it didn't matter now. Breanna is my new ride. He just asked for 'tomorrow', but I know what we meant, he just didn't have the guts to say it directly. I sigh as I go through the school gates, feeling Breanna keeping her hand on my shoulder.