Drifted

Chapter Three

Carter's P.O.V.

I had walked out. That's exactly what I did. I walked out of school. I was only gone for a couple hours of course. But I still walked out. As I walked back in it was time for third hour. Myles and I both had third hour with Mrs. Toops. God I hated that woman. She never let us talk. When I needed help she'd never come to me. She always went around me. we had a sub. Now that I think about it I think she is worse than Mrs. Toops. She didn't let us talk. She gave us 4 mother fucking papers and then we had 2 pages out of the book to do for homework. Shes a bitch. All of the sudden I get a text.

'I don't know how to do this :/' -Myles-

Well I don't know how to do this either. I rarely ever pay attention in this class let alone do the work.

'I don't either, ask someone else. Maybe they'll know. ~Carter Marie~

I really don't to talk to him after what happened this morning. I know he couldn't have forgotten. He's never looked at me that way, he knew I did what I did. But he's never been so concerned.

'Can I come over after school and we can work on this together?' -Myles-

He wants to come to my house and work on math. Are you serious. He hasn't been to my house since like May. I have plans. I have to talk to Mr. Fuzzcakes. My cat.

I can't, I have plans. But if I cancel I'll get back to you ohkay?' ~Carter Marie~

I feel bad for lying to him. I'm just not ready to talk to him. I know he doesn't want to come over just to do math homework.

'Okay I won't hold my breath' -Myles-

All the time. he always finds a way to make me laugh. I smile a little bit hoping he doesn't notice.

Wow we're only a minute away from class being over. Time goes by so fast. I start putting my stuff up and the bell rings. I manage to be the first person out. I hurry and go to my fifth hour. Art. Myles and I had art together as well.

"Move bitch, get out the way bitch, get out the way bitch, get out the way." (A/N it's a song, I dunno who by but it's a song.)I hear someone say while I'm pretty much struggling to get through the hallway. As I reach my classroom, which right now only have like 4 people in it, I go get my things I need to work on and then he comes in. Myles. he walks by and brushes against me, on purpose, I don't know. As I walk over to my place at my table I look back and see Myles and someone else talking, and they keep looking back at me.

"Maybe I should just leave her alone, she probably doesn't like me the way I like her." I barely make out what he's said.

"Nah dude she's just playing hard to get." The other guy says while drawing something on the table.

"No man, I really think she doesn't like me the way I like her. I mean we've been friends since what feels like forever. Maybe you're right she might just be playing hard to get." Myles says with a puzzled look on his face.

Should I go and talk to him. No. I don't like him that way. I've known him since forever, he's like a big brother to me. I don't want to ruin a perfectly fine friendship over stupid lovey dovey feelings.

Myles P.O.V.

I walk into the classroom and of course she's already in here. I walk over to where our stuff is. I gently but accidentally brush past her. She looks up and around to see who it was. I don't think she realized it was me. I go to my table and James is there.

"Maybe I should just leave her alone, she probably doesn't like me the way I like her." I say quietly hoping she doesn't hear us or figure out I'm talking about her.

"Nah dude she's just playing hard to get." I honestly don't think she likes me the way I like her." I mean I love the girl. Just I'm afraid she doesn't like me the way I like her.

"No man, I really think she doesn't like me the way I like her. I mean we've been friends since what feels like forever. Maybe you're right she might just be playing hard to get." I say and start to draw on the next blank page in my sketch pad.

I want her to open up, let me in, I want to help. Why doesn't she realize that I'm gonna be here for her. I've always been here and I always will be.