Chapter 19
The Friend-Zone
Going back to school was weird. It was Thursday and apparently I went on a surprise vacation....... Sort of. Getting back into the groove of things was easy. Teachers didn't seem to mind or even notice my absence and my friends seemed happy to have me back. The day went by smoothly, but what kept me on my seat all day was that Carter wasn't here. Where could he be? I guess he was giving me space, but the space between us was excruciating. I just wanted to see him, then this feeling of worry would go away. I'm sure of it.
After school I just went home. I sat there on my bed trying to allow myself to focus on my make up work, but I could t. It feels as if that stupid boy is always on my mind.
'Stick to it Cass. This is what you wanted. This is what you need!' I kept saying to myself as I pushed myself through the mounds of work I had to get done.
The next day at school he wasn't there either. I knew he was most likely spending time with his sister, which I figured was okay. I just wanted to see him, just for the conformation that he was okay. I want space, but I just was craving to see his signature smirk again.
Over the weekend I hung out with Jenni. We just watched movies and talked and ate a lot of food. She noticed my flustered state, but thankfully she didn't ask any questions. Jenni and I had become closer friends and it made me feel somewhat guilty how much I was hiding from her. I mean what kind of friend am I if I keep telling my best friend half the truth?
The next week went by quickly and there was still no sign of Carter. I was starting to feel like I was in a rut. Wake up school homework eat sleep, wake up school homework eat sleep, wake up school homework eat sleep.
This is what I wanted right? For my life to feel Normal? I guess sometimes what we want isn't all that it's cracked up to be. I need some excitement. Something to spark an interest, but all my mind could think about was that stupid boy and I needed a distraction. So a distraction is what I went for.
Walking into art class I sat next to Conner at my usual spot. Then I turned to face him and asked "What are you doing tonight?" I nervously fiddled with my fingers under the table.
"Uh nothing, why?" He questioned unsurely.
"Do you want to go on a date?" I said with a smile that was forced.
"With who?" He asked. I swear sometimes boys are so stupid.
"With me silly!" I said while lightly punching his arm. 'Way to make it more awkward Cass,' I mumbled to myself.
Conner stared at me trying to make sense of what I just said while I kept my fake smile intact.
"Sure." Conner said scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. He looked uncomfortable. Was I really that repulsing?
"Never mind just forget I asked." I said moodily. What was I even thinking, I don't even think I like him that way.
"No Cassidy you don't understand. I like you it's just... I like you as a friend." He said nervously.
Damn I didn't even think about ruining our friendship. I was just so desperate for a distraction. Once Conner had said that though I knew I completely agreed. We laughed the awkward tension away and luckily it didn't seem to effect our relationship too much. I went home that day feeling awkward. Why would I even do that!
I must be the only women alive that got friend-zoned... Ugh I'm so mad at my own stupidity it's ridiculous.
I was home alone tonight and had nothing to do. I tried calling Jenni so we could hangout, but she didn't pick up! I was sitting on my roof. It's where I go to think and breathe. I had a nice set up, up here. I had a comfy hammock filled with warm pillows and blankets. There were some twinkle lights strung up from one side of the roof to the other. I had a box filled with necessities such as: a flash light, drawing pad, pencils, gummy bears, gum, chocolate, bottles of water, tea, a sweatshirt, extra blankets, ect. I swung on the hammock contemplating calling Jenni again when my phone buzzed in my hand. I looked down at the screen to see that I had received a text from Carter.
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Romantizm"The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets...The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears... and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain." "You sound like you talk from experience." "Perhaps." *****************************************...
