Shattered

Chapter 3

The next day I walk into school trying to push yesterday's thoughts out of my head. But that's hard to do when you see your boyfriend and his ex laughing with each other, why was I all of a sudden so worried about some bimbo when me and Max have been together for almost a year? Because it's Sam, she's gotten the most loyal of guys to cheat on their girlfriends. So yeah I felt a little threatened, I walk past them towards my locker. I quickly spin the dial and open the door, putting books in and taking others out. My locker was decorated in cute doodles on sticky notes and pictures of me and my friends, a lot were of Phoebe or Max. I pluck one from its place and take it into my hands, I remembered this photo too. Sitting on a stone wall was Max and I, me on his lap and arms draped around my waist. A red sharpie heart around the two of us, there are two quick clicks on the other side of the door. "Earth to Y/n." the voice speaks up, I place the picture back onto the door and look at Max. "What's up? You've been acting strangely..." Max questions me, "It's nothing." I turn back to my locker and move things around absently. "It is something, I have never seen you act like this." He continues, "you haven't seen me act a lot of ways." I counter. My fingers spark as jealousy fills me, "Is this about Sam?" he sighs out. "Nope." I lie through my teeth, I close my locker and look at him. He knew I was lying, "Why are you so worked up over her?" He asks me. "I'm not." I lie again and place my back against the cool metal of the lockers, he stands in front om and places his hands on my waist. "Are you jealous?" He quirked an eyebrow at me, "no!" I point a finger at him. I keep telling myself she's nothing to worry about but I know for a fact that she is.