The school day was over before I knew it. Becca had been waiting at my locker after my last class was finished. We had talked about where we would be studying from now on. Becca said she knew a diner not far away where we could study together. I had asked her to go with me today, but she couldn't. It was something about her having to clean the house, since her dad had guests over the night before and the house looked like trash. We agreed to study Thursday instead and before she said goodbye and walked away from me, I had grabbed her and kissed her deeply. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt this kind of happiness as this girl gave me.
I put the last books in my locker and was about to make my way out of the school when suddenly I heard Sam's voice call my name. I turned around, and sure enough, he was running towards me down the now empty hallway.
"Hey man" I said as he caught up with me. "Hey" he greeted me back. "So, what's up with you and Becca?" he asked with a serious look on his face.
"I told you, we're dating" I felt almost proud to say that statement, but I could tell by his expression he clearly thought I had nothing to be proud of.
"But... why?" he asked so plainly that I couldn't help but laugh.
"Why? Maybe because she's an amazing girl who I care for deeply. She's funny, smart, kind and incredibly talented and unique. And she's the first girl that had ever made me feel so... alive" I told him as he crossed his arms. He stood for a few moments nodding his head, like he was trying to find the right words to say.
"Look, I'm glad she makes you happy, honestly I don't care who you date. But it's just, some of the guys are worried about you man, including me. People are starting to talk about you and Becca, you know. I just don't want you to do anything that could hurt your reputation. Now that you're on the team, your popularity is really starting to grow, but when people see you with her..." Sam trailed off and with every word he spoke I felt more and more anger build inside me.
"Is popularity all you care about? I mean so what if people talk about me or Becca. Do you really think that what they're saying is true? They don't know anything about me, or her for a change" I said. I almost felt bad for snapping at him. But honestly, I was tired of this constant focus on having the best reputation.
"I care about you Blake. You're my friend and I really like you, and I just don't want you to end up like..." he trailed off again. I knew exactly what he was about to say. "Like who? Say it" I demanded. He ran a hand through his hair.
"Like Becca" he admitted and looked at me.
"Look Sam, thank you for caring and thank you for being a friend. But this school's obsession with being popular and having the right reputation is making me so tired. I care about Becca so much, and honestly I don't care if everyone ends up hating me like they do her, because I'm not letting her go just so I can have some kind of status here, if that means I'm just going to be miserable all the time" I told him and watched as his expression changed completely.
"I know you don't understand, but I'm just asking you to accept it" I continued. "Fine. But when this all turns to shit, don't tell me that I didn't warn you man" he said and with that, he turned around and walked away. A cold feeling hit me as he spoke his last words. I decided to shrug it off and turn around. I had made my decision and I didn't regret it at all.
When I finally got home, both of my parent's cars was in the driveway. A third car was also parked, which made me kind of nervous as to what I was walking in to.
I opened the front door and the hallway was empty. I couldn't hear any voices from the living room or kitchen. I put down my stuff and took off my jacket but suddenly I heard Toby's voice screaming. He kept screaming and I realized it was coming from his room. The fear inside me started rising and I instantly ran towards his room.
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