God Is Writing My Love Story

Period 7

There was only 3 minutes left in my period 6 class and I was so relieved I get to see him. I packed up and was the first one to the door. I was staring at the clock watching those short ticks go by. Finally the count down. 5 seconds. 4. 3. 2. 1. *riinnngg*

I leaped towards the door and shoved it out of my way. I was so happy. I walked so fast to my class. And I see Michael! He waved at me and smiled. Oh how I love that dimpled smile. Just as he was about to say hi, Gianna, my former bestfriend, decided to say hello to Michael which I did not appreciate. I stopped in my tracks to see what happens.

"Hey, Michael. What's up?" She put her arm on his shoulder and her other hand on her hip.

"Just about to go to 7th." He said confused.

"Ah, screw that class, wanna come ditch with me?" she winked at him. Yeah okay, I've already has enough.

I walked up to them and pretended I saw nothing.

"Hey babe." I said while kissing his cheek. He returned the favor by wrapping his arm around me.

"Oh. Hey, Gianna..." I said with cold words. She glared at us. She went back and forth from me to him. Then she gave an evil smirk.

"Oh, you two dating?" she said, we both nodded. Then she looked at Michael.

"Have fun getting herpes. See ya around." She walked off with confidence. That little slut.

"We went and grabbed her arm. What is he doing?

"I'm sorry. I don't remember ever having sex with you. Because we all know you already banged the whole school." Now he's the one walking off with confidence. Whoa.

She was just staring with her jaw dropped. Then stormed off. He resumed his arm around me and chuckled to himself.

"Haha, your evil." I said recognizing his faint laugh.

"Hey, she messes with the bæ she gets the horns." We both laugh and he kisses my cheek.

Were in 7th period. History. Not a bad subject but not the best. But I can never get bored when he's sitting right across from me.

I'm writing down my essay when I feel a soft nudge on my leg. I turn to see Michael staring at me.

He whispers, "10 more minutes and were free from prison." I softly laugh and looked back at the clock. He was right. 10 more minutes and we will be out of this hell hole.

For a whole 7 minutes, he was just sitting there trying to make me laugh. Then he got caught. Or I did.

"Excuse me, what is so funny?" ms. Stephens gave me her dagger look and I stuttered.

"It was me, ms. Stephens I was making her laugh. My apologies." Aww he took the blame. That must've been hard. He hates ms. Stephens.

"Well you might as well just make out with her in front of the whole class!" She yelled at Michael. I looked over and I could see fiery in his eyes.

"Alright." he said. He got up lifted me and started kissing me in front of everyone. Was not expecting that one.

"Michael! Principals office! Now! You too, Haley." Michael paused.

"But she didn't do-"

"OFFICE!" She yelled.

I grabbed my backpack and followed Michael. I was actually not mad or scared. It was kind of hard to be when everyone was cheering for you.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to get you in trouble. I though I would just be a smartass." He put his head down. I laughed.

"Haha, I don't care, that was awesome!" I said while grasping his hand. He smiled and blushed. The way he blushes was so adorable.

"Guess we really aren't out of the hell hole yet are we?" he said with disappointment in his voice.

I started laughing but stopped when he was serious.

"You know there's only like 30 seconds left of school, right?" I looked up at him. His eyes were wide and his smile was big. He started laughing and was making fun of how stupid that fat old lady was.

The bell rang and he had to go home. His parents were picking him up. So he kissed me goodbye. Hugged me as tight as he could and left. Today was great. It was perfect. It was beyond perfect. Nothing could change my mood today. Nothing. I was so happy. He made me so happy. I just couldn't imagine life without him.

Then, Gianna walked up to me. Her arms folded and her hip popped out looking at me with her eyebrow cocked.

"What do you want?" I said with a sharpness in my voice. She smiled.

"How the hell do you get that great guy? your just some slut no one wants to fuck because your just trash. You don't deserve him at all." I didn't take that offensively. Because I know she likes him and she's just jealous of me dating him. So I smiled.

"You know what, it's true I don't deserve him. He's a great guy. He's sweet and charming and protective. Everything I could ever ask for. But look at us now. I'm the one dating the one you wish you were dating, and your still single trying to reveal as much of you as you can. Get over him. He obviously doesn't like you and beating down his girlfriend that he likes way more than you is not the way to win his heart sweetie. Now go sleep with one of your fuck buddies and leave me and him alone. Got it? Good." She just stayed there in awe. Staring at me. So I just moved. I don't care about her. At all. She can't ruin me. Not today.