Unloved

class

Me and Pete talked that entire class period. it's what we usually do, neither of us really care about grades to much. we walked out of class together. after every class, Pete always walked with me in case Alyson and her group came anywhere near me. we were listening to our favorite band Fall out Boy on his iPod.

I took the headphone out.

"I don't know if I can take it." I whispered.

"I know, but you don't have much of a choice unless you tell someone."

"you can I tell! if I tell anyone, God knows what Alyson will do to me!"

Pete started to slow down, so obviously I did too.

"I don't even see why they do this to you, to me, your perfect."

"I don't get it either."

Pete wrapped his hands around me into a hug. Goodness I love his hugs. I hugged him back and we stood there hugging each other until the bell for our next class rang. we walked together to math (my worst subject) and we sat down in our usual seats next to each other.

"remember, if you need to talk, I'm here." Pete whispered next to me.

"I'll be fine, I promise." I whispered back.

He pushed my hair out of my eyes. "Your so strong."

"I guess so." I reached up, considering Pete is like 6 feet tall and I'm only like 5 feet tall, and I pushed his long hair out of his face. It's like our thing.

Okay I know what your thinking 'oh, they must be dating'....Well....No, not at all, we are just best friends and I promise there's nothing else.