"I don't know why you have to be so cheap." Audrey looked devastated, like I had just stabbed her in the back. I knew she was angry with me for not being able to go to the party with her. I didn't have the gas, I didn't have the time.
"It's not that, Audrey. I just don't have money to do things right now. You know, college and all." Her eyebrows narrowed and she flexed her jaw. I couldn't understand why she was getting so upset.
"Fine, it's okay. I understand." Her eyes said a different story. They were mean and looked ready to pounce.
"You sure? Because you look pretty pissed."
"It's not that." She rolled her eyes, and looked down at her feet.
It was my turn to be rude to her. "Well, it's not like you want me there anyways. You always flirt with the other guys. Trying to make me jealous and shit."
She sighed and rolled her eyes again, this time looking me straight in the eyes.
"Whatever," she hissed, and turned her back on me.
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"I don't know why you have to be so cheap." I was hurt. Why did he never want to do things with me? I looked at him from the corner of my eye, he looked annoying and out-of-place. He was too busy for me, too busy for everything. Did he think he was better than me because he was in college?
"It's not that, Audrey. I just don't have money to do things right now. You know, college and all." I tried to keep myself from crying, I clenched my jaw and squinted my eyes, anything to make me stop. I was just so lonely, he didn't have a clue.
"Fine, it's okay. I understand." I didn't understand. I tried looking defiant but failed miserably, in my opinion.
"You sure? Because you look pretty pissed."
Or maybe I didn't fail as much as I thought I did. Pissed? No. Hurt? Yes.
"It's not that." I looked up to the sky and back down to my feet.
His voice was sharp when he spoke again. "Well, it's not like you want me there anyways. You always flirt with the other guys. Trying to make me jealous and shit."
I sighed. That hurt. I looked up to the sky again, down at my feet, and then him directly. I wanted to seem confident, something I definitely was lacking inside. I was done trying to get through to him.
"Whatever," I whispered and turned on my heels, wiping my tears with the back of my hand.
