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I knock on the door, smiling when Soulla opens it.
Finally.
"He's asked me not to let you in." She says quietly. "No matter what you say to convince me."
"But-"
"And I don't want to upset him."
"Soulla-"
"Just give him more time, okay?"
I nod, looking down and turning around.
"Just tell him I'm sorry, okay?"
"I will."
I walk down the driveway, walking to school alone for the first time in a while. I'm so used to Blake and I walking together every morning, and now I don't know what to do since I'm alone.
I hate it.
When I get to school, people are talking about the dance and what all they did.
Well I broke a guy's heart.
And I didn't mean to.
I hate myself.
Blake made sure to stay far away from George and I in first period, making me even sadder. When it's time for my free period, which luckily Blake has as well, I hurry towards his locker.
"Blake please just hear me out. I-"
"Jess, don't. I need time to think."
"Think about what?" I sigh. "Don't answer that."
"I'm going to the library. Please don't follow me."
I watch as he walks away, my heart seeming to shatter into a million pieces.
This better not be it.
I won't let it.
An idea pops into my head, and I rush outside of the school, running towards the one place I can find answers.
I don't care that I would be missing school.
I'll tell my dad exactly what I did.
Sure, he won't like it, but it's a good cause. He has to know that.
I knock on the door repeatedly until it opens, Abbie looking at me with a surprised look.
"Jessica? What are you-"
"I messed up, and I need to fix it."
"How? He's incredibly stubborn and won't give in easily."
"That's where I'm hoping you come in."
She looks at me confused. "How am I supposed to help?"
"You grew up with him. Tell me a way I can fix this."
