Chapter Thirteen.

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The next morning came in pretty quickly. After Jack left Mike and I kept talking until it got late and I went to bed.

That night, two things didn't leave my mind for a second only. One of them was Jack. Jack Gilinsky is everything a girl could ask for. He is handsome, he is polite, he is funny and he is smart, don't forget an awesome kisser. He's no idiot nor annoying nor a pervert in any way. If you ask me, I can't find a thing I don't like about him. Not one. So you must be thinking: That's great! She likes him.

Well, what happens is I don't. I thought that after last night when things spiced up my feelings towards him would increase and I would possibly create a sort of attraction or whatever you would call but I didn't. I felt absolutely nothing. That's fine, though, maybe I should give time for him. Maybe until Amanda's party. Yeah, until Amanda's party should be good because, let's face it, it must be quite annoying to keep insisting on a guy you have no feelings for. I don't really think I could take it for too long.

The second thing was the fact that I had just found out my mom was crying over something unknown for me and Mike. When I think of that, few possible reasons run through my mind. You see, my mom isin't really the emotional time, never has been. The only time I've saw her crying was because of a book, when our dog Miles died last year, when my brother left for college and lastly (and that's the reason I most dread of all) because of my father, when he left us. That's it. Those are the only times that I've heard her cry, that's why I'm slightly concerned.

All I know is I will find out sooner or later.

So today is Monday, also known as the worst day of all week. Looking back at my weekend, I feel like I have done so much in only three days. I had my first date with Jack on Friday, I've visited the boys on Saturday and hung out with Nash and Jack on Sunday. So much has happened, so many things in my mind but one in particular hasn't left since we had our little moment together. He hasn't left my thoughts since then.

Shawn.

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"Morning, sunshine!" Sidney sings passing me by the locker.

"Hey Sid." I say back, not exactly as kindly ans excited as she did, which makes me wonder how can she possibly be in a good humor at this time in the morning.

"How was the weekend?" She asks, leaning on her back next to me on the wall.

I shut my locker, holding a pile of books on my arms and turn to her, letting a sigh slowly scape my mouth.

"It was good, it was good." I reply quietly, "How about yours?".

"It was fantastic! I have so much to tell you. We should lunch together." She invites me. I frown my features at her.

"When do we not lunch together?" I ask.

She shrugs. "I don't know. Anyways, did you see Nash this weekend?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows in a funny way.

"Erm. Yeah. Why do you ask?" I question her suspiciously.

"Oh, just wondering." She replies naturally as we start walking silently together to our next class.

"Do you like him?" She asks quickly.

I open my mouth slightly and look at her. "What? Where did you- Why are you asking me that?" I ask her lowering my tone in each word I spoke.

She giggles moving her shoulder. "Relax, I'm just playing with you."

I look straight ahead again, saying nothing else. Eyeing some people that were walking by.

Until my eyes land on him.

I immediately feel my body tensing up and my heart beat speeding way faster. I stop.

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