Jack

Chapter 3

Crap. I left my gym shirt at home. I'm already failing and now I don't even have my damn shirt. I walk out in my shorts and the Star Wars t-shirt I wore to school today, hoping coach wouldn't notice. I wasn't that lucky.

"Roberts! Why aren't you in uniform?" she yells at me in front of everyone, including the entire soccer team, who just got out of a meeting.

Everyone turns to look at me and I turn bright red. After stumbling to find words, I answer, "I forgot my shirt at home."

"Unless you want five points deducted from your grade, I suggest you dig through the lost and found box in my office and find a shirt."

I make my way to her office, passing Kendall and her bitch squad when Alex who just recovered from a nose job says, "Like there'll be one that fits her."

Sadly, Alex is right. None of the shirts fit me. I grab the biggest size in the box and hope for the best. Which is the worst. The shirt is two sizes too small. I look worse than Jessica Simpson in those mom jeans.

Everyone laughs as I re-enter the gym, everyone except for Kendall. We make eye contact, and I think I see a hint of pity. Gym class went by slower than usual. Kendall was having a party this weekend so everyone forgot all about my t-shirt fiasco. That's the best part about high school, everyone has a short attention span.

I waited until everyone left the locker room before I changed clothes, so I was the last person to film class. I sat down by Parker, who looked annoyed.

"We have to change our movie for the project. Apparently the twins picked Ferris Bueller and they've gotten further than we have," he says, pointing at Jordan and Jake.

"So what are we going to do?" I ask.

"I thought we could stick to the 80's since it wouldn't be as hard. I've come up with The Breakfast Club, St. Elmo's Fire, and Heathers."

"We should do Heathers! It would be original and hilarious," I say excitedly.

"I thought so, too. I'm going to need to re-watch it though," he says.

"Me too! We can watch it on Tuesday."

Parker wasn't thrilled about having to change our movie, but I was. John Hughes is too cheesy for me. We ran our movie by Mr. McDaniel who thought it was a good idea even if it is a little inappropriate.

Normally on Thursdays I ride the bus home from school because Parker has soccer practice. I'm on my way to the bus when Parker pulls up in his car.

"Get in. I'm not going to practice," he yells out the window.

I put my backpack in the backseat and get in. "Why aren't you going to practice?" I ask. He never skips practice.

"I just figured we could watch a movie. Your choice."

"What brought this on?" I ask, confused.

"I saw what happened in gym today, thought you might need a little pick me up."

"So we can watch Sabrina? And eat popcorn?" I ask getting excited.

He smiles at me, "Of course, even with M&M's."

We watched Sabrina in silence, until I began to cry when Linus realizes he loves Sabrina. I'm such a sucker for a happy ending.

"Would you stop crying?" he says, slightly annoyed.

"It's just so sweet. Besides, you cry every time we watch Old Yeller," I say hitting him in the arm.

"Yeah because he dies at the end. If you don't cry at the end, you have no soul. It's real. This isn't real, these love stories filled with grand gestures and misunderstood assholes. It's all fake." He always gives me a hard time during love stories.

I give him a dirty look. "It could be real. Just because all you go for are psycho, stalker girls doesn't mean relationships like that don't happen."

"Do you remember Jessica who texted me thirty-two times in a row?" At the mention of her name we both bust out laughing. After my cheeks hurt from laughing so much, I decide it was time to go home.

"Let me walk you to your house," Parker says, putting on his shoes.

"You don't have to do that! It's like ten feet away. I'm a big girl."

He laughed. "I'll at least watch you get there. It's dark. A white van could drive by and kidnap you or something."

I wanted to say I'm not the kind of girl that gets kidnapped, but to save a lecture I just say, "Okay."