After that, he just leaves. He always does this. I don't know why I bother. Well then, I'm leaving, too.
I head after him, and in a minute, I find him standing at his locker, talking to Jay. They both don't really like each other, but I don't ask.
Right now, I'm sort of ticked off at him, because he never listens to me. He always goes off and does his own thing. I grab his black t-shirt, and drag him into the janitor's closet.
"What the heck, Aizlynn!"
"Listen, Brice, you're my best friend. Okay? Stop being a jerk and be my friend."
"Sure." He tries to push past me, but I put my hand on his shoulder. "And one more thing. Meet me on the roof after school."
"Sure." He walks out. "Hey, Jake." He hates Jake.
I turn around. My ex is standing in the doorway.
"Hey, Aizlynn. How's it going?"
"Okay. Um, what are you doing here?"
He laughs. "Well, first of all, I come to this school. Second, I saw Brice coming out and figured it was probably you. Y'know... You're the only person he'd go into a janitor's closet with."
"Oh."
"Well, I was thinking, do you wanna get back together? I mean, I know it's a lot, and all, but I thought I could try."
"I dunno, Jake."
"Well, maybe I can give you something to change your mind."
He leans in close, and all of the sudden, starts kissing me. I pull away.
"Sorry, I didn't know you weren't ready."
"What do you mean you didn't know if I was ready? You know I'm not, okay? Just leave me alone."
"Aizlynn, wait."
*
It's the end of school before I know it, and I sneak up the stairs to the roof.
Brice's already there, sitting in the same spot as earlier. He's chucking a few rocks at his blue Ford F-150 Sport truck.
"You don't let anyone near that thing in fear that they're gonna scratch it," I laugh.
No answer.
"I wanna talk."
"Sure."
"Please stop saying 'sure'!"
"Sure."
In aggravation, I realize he won't going to stop any time soon, and I'll just have to suck it up. "Okay. I don't want to sound like your frickin' councellor, or anything, but are you okay?"
"Sure."
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