(He-said)
When we made it back to the house I had just finished talking to her about my dad and how he wants me to get into the business career. I don't know why but I felt like I could open up to Serena and not be judged for it. It's probably because she likes me. It's pretty obvious that I don't like her though. She's just another person in my life that I happened to be with today because my friends set me up. I swear this is so weird for me it's the first time Marc did something like that. I wonder why. She gave me a smile so huge, and a look across her face as if she had an idea. "Stay here." She said and rushed into her house. She came back out but this time with a notebook. A green and shimmering gold design, completely opposite of that old one she dragged around with her. "Here. You can read these. They are important for me because it's my passion. My dad supports me. I keep a spare notebook of that journal I have in case I loose it. I'm not sure if this will help you but keep it. It's for you."
I looked at the notebook then back to her. "I don't want it." I said simply. She looked up at me with hurt spread all over her face. "Wh-why not? I'm just trying to help." She said like she was a child. "Because I don't need it. I don't need those trashy girly lyrics you probably write. Judging by your apartment and back yard I can say those lyrics are as good as how your apartment looks."
She stared at me stunned and for some reason guilt took over me. I don't know why I said that. I kind of do. I hate when people start to help me, it makes me feel worthless like I can't help myself. Weak, like I have to rely on others which I don't, and I won't. I was also jealous. Her dad supports her passion and that's great. She knows what her passion is and that's great. She has a care free life which is great but all these things she have are things I don't have. I don't have the freedom to pursue my dreams because my dad will disown me. I don't have my passion yet which gets me mad because it feels like I have no place to go in life without it. I don't live a care free life because I have an image I have to keep up. The Playboy at school, the perfect son at home and the star athlete on the field. It's just all the anger I had boiled up inside me towards other people, I let out on the wrong person, Serena.
Slap. She slapped me. Tears running down her face and a stinging sensation on my cheek. I messed up big time and I know it. She tried to run off but before she could I grabbed her hand, stopping her. "I'm sorry." She turned to look at me and then at our hands. This just hurt her even more. She pulled her hand away full of anger. I watched her run off to her house tears falling behind her, her short hair flowing with the winds that blew and an aurora that I'd rather not be in right now.
Things were going so good today, why did I have to ruin it? I put my hands in my pocket because it was getting cold, that's when I realized I still had it. I bought the dolphin charm for her but never gave it to her. I clenched on to it as tight as I could and walked inside trying to rub this feeling of regret off.
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