Let her go

Nine

Nine: Alaska & playing with fire

It's already 10:30am when I wake up the next day, Monday, 5 days before my death day.

Wish means I am late for school, really late.

But I don't really care anymore.

I get to school around 10:45, and my homeroom teacher is, lets say, a bit annoyed.

"Jasper, you're hours too late. What happened? Can you excuse yourself?"

I shake my head, "I'm sorry, Sir, I forgot to set my alarm."

He nods and writes my name down.

Laurie, who sits a few places next to me, smiles widely when I pass her.

The periods fly by, and I don't listen.

When walking out of the class, I hear someone calling my name.

"Jasper!"

"Yeah, Laurie?",I ask when she stands in front of me, her white skirt and the dark red shirt hugging her curves and making her look beautiful, but not nearly like Lilian.

"What will we do tonight and when?"

I cough.

Well I forgot that one.

"Eh...I don't know. How about talking about this later? I need to get my books I'm sorry, I'm in a rush",I purpose and she smiles.

"Sure, see you in lunch break? Bye."

I breath in, and out heavenly.

Seems like I'm really doing this.

But I could say no, I could say I'm sick or don't feel well.

I could do that, I mean I don't even like Laurie and I don't want to give her false hope.

Why did I even agree to this?

I walk out of the classroom, trying to find the perfect excuse.

But then, I notice, there is none.

The reason why I actually agreed to this date, is right in front of me, kissing their boyfriend.

Lilian wears a black dress, and red converse, and she looks beautiful.

How can a girl be that gorgeous?

She pulls Tyler away and smiles.

"I got to go, baby.",she quietly says and pecks him on the lips.

He throws his arms around her, pulling her closer, leaning in for a last kiss.

"See you, beautiful."

Lilian smiles again, takes her bag and walks directly to me.

What?

I see Tyler pulling a face and I get it.

He doesn't like her taking to me, us being friends, but he will not punch me for it.

"Morning.",Lilian says and walks down the hallway with me.

She links our arms so we walk in this one arm through the other way which I basically can't describe.

Do girls actually have a word for it?

I'm not sure.

I don't know, and I never really cared.

But now, that her soft skin touches my arm, I wonder about it.

I lock my eyes with Lilian's and look for something that tells me she feels guilty for cheating on her boyfriend, or unsure what to say to me.