“James, can I-” He jumps up, grabbing his back-pack. “Sorry Shay, I have football practice! I promise I’ll text you, okay?” He nods, walking out of the room and leaving me alone.
I sigh and grab my bag, walking through the door and down the stairs. “Shay!” I hear someone behind me as I turn around, I see other Chris jog up to me.
“Hey Chris.” I say emotionlessly, him giving me a concerned look. “What’s wrong?” I try not to frown as I shake my head. “Nothing, just exhausted.” He nods and gives an understanding look.
“I know right. I can hardly stand. Hey, I was wondering, did you see if Mr. Walker has anything we need for his class?” I shake my head. “You were there before me dipshit.” He laughs and nods. “Yeah, yeah. Just wondering. Anyways, I’ll see you tomorrow!” I nod as he runs to the bus, jogging lightly.
I make my way to the back of the school where I decide to wait for my mom instead of taking the bus. I really didn’t want to talk to anyone after everything that happened today.
I may be over-reacting, but I was finally going to tell James how I felt, and then the fucking bell had to ring and ruin everything.
I grab out my phone and send two texts, one to my mother, and one to Kris.
I ask my mom to pick me up and text Kris about what happened in Photography.
*Wow. That’s rough. Sry to hear tht. Are you getting on th bus?*
*No, I wanna get a ride*
*Ok u alright?*
*ya*
I lie, pressing send once again. I really wasn’t okay, I felt depressed. I feel like I’m in love with someone who is hopeless, and I feel like I have nobody who’s truly there for me, even though I know I have Kristen.
Still, the feelings there.
I get another bing from my phone and check the screen, it’s from my mom.
*Sorry Hun, still at work. You’ll have to walk*
I groan and throw my head back in frustration. I know my dad can’t come in and get me since he’s at work too, so with great dreading, I trudge down the sidewalk leading to my house which was at least twenty blocks away from the school since we lived on a ranch sort of.
I say sort of because it’s not as big as a ranch, it’s just got a forest and creek behind it, along with we’ve got neighbors and everything.
I throw my bag off my shoulders and open it up, placing my books inside it so I don’t have to carry them and grabbing out my headphones.
I look over to my side as I zip up my bag, seeing a few football guys run out on the field, and sure enough, I see James jogging next to some guys.
