When I sat down in history the next day I was met with a little surprise. Someone had responded to my little statement I wrote on the desk.
I wrote 'Fuck this school!' And they responded with 'What's got you in such a pissy mood?'
I definitely did...
Its been nothing but radio silence since she hung up on me last night at like midnight which was the earliest she ever stopped talking to me. But she did agree to meet me after lunch.
I had P.E. so I text her,
Me: Hey, we need to talk.
After a minute I got nothing from her.
Me: I didn't mean to scare you off.
I decided to call her.
"Hello." She said.
"I texted you twice." I said immediately and paced in the hall way.
"And, we're talking now aren't we?" She asked with a little giggle making my heart melt and feel weak at the knees.
I ignored those feelings and just said, "And are we gonna talk about you hanging up on me last night? That was totally uncool, Dork."
"I can't have you keeping my up till 4am every night. You don't to get me even more behind in class, do you?" She asked and I just knew she was raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, I thought it was about that I said last I night?" I said and was a little relieved.
"Umm, I guess it was partly about that too." She confessed making me annoyed.
"No, come on you said we were meeting today. And I and going to keep you to that. Right now!" I whisper—yelled.
"I don't remember saying that." She said sounding confused.
"I do, I said, 'so you ever gonna let me see you?' Then you said, 'I don't know about that.' Then I said, 'come on, how about tomorrow after lunch at the end of the science hallway.' And you said, 'you can't be serious.' And I said, 'what's the harm?' And then you said, 'I guess nothing.' I GUESS NOTHING! So come on the bell is gone ring any second and I'm going to be wait for you there and if you are not there then... Just be there!" I said in like one breath.
I can not go another day with out knowing who she is or seeing her beautiful face. I just know that I will find her beautiful whatever she look like just from her amazing personality.
I changed out of my gym clothes into my normal clothes and then walked down the science hallway to the end and just leaned in the wall trying to act casual but my heart was beating so hard I think I would burst from my chest.
My hands were starting to claim up and I just wiped them on my pants that did nothing. I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead. I wiped my sleeve in my forehead.
God nothing ever made me feel that way.
I heard someone breath in very fast and I snapped my head to the right to see a girl with dark brown hair walked through the crow away from me.
"Hey, HEY SLOW DOWN!" I yelled following her down the hall.
She didn't stop and just walked faster and then went into the girls bathroom and I just stopped outside the door.
Damn it.
I knocked on the door and said, "Hey, come out of there."
I felt my phone buzz and it was her, "Hey, why'd you run away?" I asked immediately.
"You're Asher fucking Angel." She said in a duh tone like I'm suppose to know what that means.
"Yeah, I know. But who are you?" I asked.
"I— I just can't tell you." She replied.
"Why not, it's not fair if you know who I am and I don't know you." I said.
"No, you know what's not fair, your Asher fucking Angel." She said still sounding surprised.
"What's your deal with me being me? And what does that have to do with you and I meeting?" I asked confused.
"I don't fit in with your crowd." She admitted confusing the hell out of me.
"My— what cro— I don't have a crowd?" I stuttered out.
"Yes you do." She said.
"Then who's my crowd?" I asked crossing my arms.
"Your crowd are popular jocks and cheerleaders and my crowd is more of the, nerds, outcast, theater kids, yearbook committee, uhh- band geeks, people like that. If people saw someone from your crowd and mine then all hell would brake lose." She said in all honesty.
"God you think I give a fuck about all that high school stereotype bullshit? I like you for your dorky self and me knowing your name and what you look like will only make things better." I said and I heard her grunting.
"Yeah, but— Wait did you just say you like me?" She asked and I froze.
Shit, did I just really say that.
"Y—yeah you like the only friend I can talk to about serious stuff." I said fixing it.
"And the friendship is worth me going into the girls bathroom to meet you. So if you don't want to have me labeled as a pervert I suggest you come out in the next 10 seconds." I threatened.
"You know I so would Ash but I'm busy crawling through the window." She said and I smiled a little.
She called me Ash. I like that nickname more the Jock.
"God I hope it's not a long drop." She whispered, "Ugh, gross." She muttered.
Fuck.
I went into the girls bathroom and saw that there was a small window high up and it was opened.
"Seriously?" I asked and jumped up on the sinks and leaned on the window frame and watched at she ran along the side of the school.
"Was the really necessary?" I asked watching her and she looked back still running and she was too far away to make out what her face looks like.
"Very much so." She said and hung up.
"Damn it." I said pissed and threw my phone and it hit the wall. "What wasn't smart"
I walked over to it and saw that I smashed the screen pretty good.
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And I don't have a screen protector so that's fucking great. I turned it on and saw that it still worked kinda. I clicked on instagram and when a video was playing it was all fuzzy and I couldn't make out the persons face.
Great...
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Aww, so Asher does have a thing for Annie and he accidentally let it slip. But does Annie like him that way too now that she knows who he is?
