School for a Delinquent Girl

School for a Delinquent Girl - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“Where did you find it?” she asked while drinking her Cranberry juice.

I didn’t find it, it was given to me, I smiled at myself but suddenly stop. Crap! I didn’t prepare for this. What will I say? My heartbeat accelerated as I drink my cappuccino nervously but act calmly in front of her.

She stared at me, waiting for my answer.

Since I don’t feel like totally lying to her, I’ll tell the half-truth. “Somebody gave it to me, she said that she doesn’t have time to find the owner or give it to the officers.”

“So I’m assuming you opened it,” She’s still smiling at me.

“Uh…yeah, to see your identification” of course!

“Did you check out anything else?”

Hmm, I felt like there’s something important in there, why didn’t I find it? “No, nothing else” I assured her, “why?”

She got her wallet from her bag and opened it in front of me, “take a look” she took the $200 and revealed a secret zipper that is really unnoticeable.

“Cool!” I looked closely and she opened the zipper.

Then she took out a little notebook, “the $200 is just to cover up; this is the most important thing in there, my diary.”

“Crystal?” She looked at me, “why are you telling me this?”

She put back the diary to her wallet, “I haven’t told this to anyone, just to you.” Then inside her handbag, “I don’t know too, I just have the feeling that I can trust you.”

Trust! Hah! I smiled shyly at her, “I’m flattered, we just know each other for just an hour and you trust me that much.” If you just know that I want to steal it again!

“I felt good with you.”

“Felt good?” I asked, wanting for her to clarify it.

“Yeah, when you see that person you suddenly feel happy, I really don’t know. The first time I saw you when you bring my wallet back,” she paused, “you’re like an angel.”

You mean the opposite? “Like The Powerpuff Girls who saved the day?”

She laughed at me, “Yeah, similar to that but more than that, can we be friends?”

I’ve been waiting one hour for you to say that, “yes of course”

She smiled at me then turn her head to her phone, “it’s my boyfriend, excuse me.” She picked it up and answered it, “hey” she said sweetly.

I suddenly feel my heart constricted as jealousy hits me. And for some reason, I felt like I betrayed Crystal and it hurts me more. What’s wrong with me? This is the plan, my plan; I can’t be affected to what Crystal just said. But for the first time in my life, somebody’s grateful I’m their friend. Nobody ever told me that, and it felt good. Crystal’s a nice person, the idea of stealing her boyfriend, it saddened me. What will I choose then, Friendship or Love? I just can’t give Blake up. No, this is the first time also I’m attracted to a guy. All other men, I looked at them as playmates, friends or enemies.

“Janny” I blinked at her. “My boyfriend is coming to pick me here.”

Okay? So what? Do I care? I closed my eyes, damn! What’s the sudden change of attitude! “Oh, okay.” Yeah, what else can I say?

“We’ve been together for more than a year.” Her eyes are sparkling while saying it.

Am I asking? Seriously, what’s wrong with me? One second I like her, and then now, I want to pull all her curly blonde hair out. “That’s nice.” I mutter.