A Blue Rose

Disappointment

I wish I hadn't woken up today. Declana was pretty mad the last time I didn't help her with the project, but now I bet she'll be furious! I didn't have time to worry about the dastardly mornings I have with my siblings now, I had to think about how I'm gonna get out of this awful situation. I skipped showers, put on the first things I saw, swallowed so-called breakfast, and dashed out the door.  When I finally got to the schoolyard, I hid behind a bush. I was pretty late now, that Declana and Paige were already there before me. That never happens. Still, I thought of avoiding Declana for the day, but that would send an even worse message to her. Maybe I should just own up and apologize. I guess Declana would respect that. But do I have the guts? I'm just gonna go for it. I sneaked out from behind the bush and towards Declana. She turned around to face me before I could say a word. This is the moment of truth. I held my breath, then spoke "Declana, I-" "No," she replied, cutting me off. I tried again,"But-" "Just don't!" she stated, and walked away. To my surprise, she seemed more disappointed than angry, in fact, she didn't seem angry at all, which is not what I expected. But I think this hurt more. She didn't even want to here me out. I guess there's no point of it though. I can't go back in time or anything. Ethan then saw me standing alone, he walked towards me. "I'm proud of you buddy. Standing up to that brat of yours. She doesn't own you. Feel proud you're strong. Who needs her anyway. Come play a round of basketball with your old pals instead," stated Ethan, strangely. "Why are you being nice to me?" I asked. "Because, we're friends now, on the same team. We have so much in common! And together, we can be unstoppable, what do you say you ditch the riffraff and join me?" replied Ethan. As much as I wanted to, I didn't want to make the same mistake again. But I don't have any other friends currently. But if Declana sees I'll be done for! Maybe I will for a little to get back in good shape and make sure she doesn't see me. "Sure. I guess," I remarked, shrugging. "That's my boy!" exclaimed Ethan and pulled me on the court. I guess I played pretty well, but Declana stayed in my head, and didn't come out. 

Declana

I just wasn't in the mood to hear what Keith had to say to me. I had more things in my head. But I think I should've listened to him, maybe we'd be cool by now. I hate being in fights, if this qualifies as a fight or not anyway. But I just don't want him to think I'm angry an hate me now, I'm just deeply disappointed, who wouldn't be? I turn around to look at him. Playing with Ethan again. My heart ached. Has he really turned on me? Then he saw that I was looking at him and ran away. I sighed and kept on walking. For some strange reason life has been really confusing and hard recently, in case you haven't noticed. But there's one minor problem to my plan to follow the cat who been leaving me the blue roses tomorrow. I have the Spring Fling Concert rehearsals after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Luckily, I've thought everything through and will sweet-talk our music teacher (who is in charge of the concert) to move the rehearsal to sometime later today or tomorrow before the end of school so I can follow the cat to it's owner just in time. It always works. I've used this strategy my whole life, and Allison has too. Come to think of it, we have a lot in common that I haven't noticed. Enough random talk! There's business to attend to.