Sunny's Diary

[24] I'm So Sorry

Dear Diary,

I've embarrassed myself yet again, and it might even be worse than that little stocking rip.

School just finished, so we all were waiting for our ride home. It was only Holly and me right now, since Lana already left.

Not much students were still here.

I frown, seeing Holly's car park in front of the school, knowing I'd be left alone.

Mrs. Wood, Holly's mom, walks out of the black vehicle, walking into the school.

We walk up to her, her greeting us, as we greet back.

Yeah, I got along well with Holly's mom, just like Holly did with mine. I just didn't get to talk much with her dad, so I don't really know if he's fund of me.

Instead of walking away with Holly. Mrs. Wood walks up to the counter, talking to the lady behind it.

Holly and I approach the hot chocolate and coffee machine, seeing that it was just close to where Mrs. Wood was standing. So if she wanted to leave with Holly, she could.

Holly slips a dollar into the machine, waiting for it to pour all the hot chocolate out. Once it was finished, she didn't take it right away.

And since I was not really a patient person, I reached for it myself, deciding that I'd hand it to her myself.

Wrong move.

Holly and I reached for it at the same time, and I somehow managed to spill it on her outstretched hand.

The hot liquid spills into her hand, and a couple of inches below her wrist, making her scream out in pain.

My hands fly to my cheeks, my mouth hanging open, "I'm so sorry!" I panic.

Holly only hisses in pain.

Mrs. Wood quickly makes her way towards us, a frantic look on her face, after hearing her daughter scream.

"I'm so sorry." I repeat, once Mrs. Wood was examining her skin.

"Its okay." Holly assures me.

Mrs. Woods eyes lock with mine, but no hint of rage was in them. What a relief.

But a sheepish smile still makes its way into my face, "I'm so sorry." I apologize to Holly's mother.

"Its okay, Sunny." She walks towards the counter, talking to the lady, "Do you have some burnt ointment?"

The lady nods, opening a few drawers, in search of the ointment.

Even if they weren't mad, or furious, I count help the guilt I was feeling, seeing my best friend hurt.

To be honest, Holly wasn't hissing in pain anymore, she looked kinda embarrassed because of her mom but either way, I was still guilty.

I just stood there, standing behind them, watching Mrs. Wood worry, rubbing ointment on her skin.

I don't know what got into me, but I turned on my heel, and ran further into school grounds. This was just getting too awkward.

In my opinion, at least.

I took a seat on a one of the many couches in front of the principal's office. I'm pretty sure that these were for parents or guardians, who would wait for their turn to talk to our principal. But, like I said, not much people were here, so it was fine.

I burry my face into my hands. I can't believe I burned her, in front of Mrs. Wood!

Though, I'm pretty sure that it didn't actually burn Holly, since the chocolate drink wasn't THAT hot.

"Hey."

My head quickly spins around, knowing that voice too well.

The well-known, yet ever so infamous Valentine Johnson everybody!

I honestly thought he was already home...

But since he was slightly sweaty, and looked like he just came from basketball practice, or a quick run, I thought otherwise.

I didn't say anything, I just gave him a sheepish smile, as if he knew what I did just moments ago. Since I didn't say anything, he took that as his cue to speak.

"Hey, would I get in trouble if I changed into this?" He holds up an extra shirt.

"Classes are over, so I'm guessing you don't really need to be in uniform." I shrug.

"Good." He smiles.

The next thing he did was completely UNEXPECTED!

He casually holds the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head. Exposing his freaking upper body!

I scream, turning to look the other way, my eyes pinching shut as I silently cuss his soul.

I mean, I HAVE seen him shirtless. We had swimming lessons every PE day. But this was DIFFERENT!

We were on land. And I have NEVER had a dude remove his shirt in front of me before!

I could here him chuckling from behind me, but I ignore it.

"You can look now." He assures me.

I sigh, turning back around. Only to scream, and close my eyes.

HE STILL DIDN'T PUT ON A FUCKING SHIRT!

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Omg, I swear, if this story never happened to me, I'd gladly ship Sunny and Valentine. LOL, but yeah.

Anyway, I think I made this chapter longer than usual. Idrk, since I'm typing this on my phone, but... I think its longer than my usual once. Right?

And omg, IS HOLLY GOING TO BE OKAY? Lol, its already damn obvious, but whatever. I'm running out of things to put here.

Comment your fave color(s) if you've read until the end of this.

Idrk if u guys read my author's notes. LOL

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