MELAINIE'S POV
I met Alaiza near her locker during recess. She looked pretty upset.
"Oye, why the long face?" I asked, concerned.
"Nothing." She replied, not looking my way.
"Is it me?" I asked, suddenly feeling guilty for the way I've been treating her apparently.
"Yeah sureee." She said, stretching the word 'sure'. She rolled her eyes and walked away, fury seeping out of every word she said. "Leave me alone for some time, I'm just not in the mood. Bye."
I leaned against her locker, still wondering what might have probably happened when I saw Josh walking towards me, looking cute as always but I really couldn't care less.
"Hi, Melainie?" He asked.
"No, president of America. Obama." I smiled sarcastically.
"Uh, good.. good humor." He said, suddenly nervous. I was annoyed as heck. I didn't have time for this when my best friend just stormed off without telling me why.
"What do you want?" I asked, straight to the point.
"Um, just wanted to chat." He blushed.
I raised an eyebrow. Everyone in school knows that he never just comes to 'chat' with anyone.
"Hey look, whatever it is, I really don't have time. Sorry." I walked away, pushing through the students, trying to spot Alaiza's blonde hair.
Just before I walked off on him, I noticed the hurt on his face. I shrugged it off and continued walking.
I spotted her. She was beautiful, her long blonde hair swaying as she walked. Her gorgeous hazel eyes, cute small nose and perfectly scuplted pink lips. She looked amazing. I snapped out of my thoughts and ran towards her.
"Waittt!" I screeched.
"Huh, what happened?" She noticed the look of annoyance on my face. She locked her eyes with me, forcing the truth out of me.
Before I knew it, I blurted out, "Josh talked to me and he seemed hella nervous. He wanted to chat but I was worried to death about you so I told him I didn't have time for him and ran after you." I was breathless by the time I finished.
My confession didn't help make things any better either. She was just put off by the whole thing even more. She rolled her eyes, and walked away without a word. Her hips swaying in sync with her body, daaamn. Okay seriously, I need to stop thinking this way about her. She's my best friend.
On a serious note, the way Alaiza was acting really made me wonder. It was a red alert. Something's up that she's not telling me, I need to find it out.
Before I knew it, the day was over. After school I ran over to Alaiza's locker because I knew she'd be there, and she was.
I kept a hand on her shoulder. She looked at me, clearly amused. "Liza, you know you can share anything with me. I really don't know what went wrong that you've started to avoid me so much now. It's hurting me." I said, hurt in my voice. I felt tears threatening to drop from my eyes, I wiped them and walked away. I didn't want to cry in front of her. I didn't want to look weak.
Whatever the issue was, it was unknown to me, but it still bothered me. I wondered if it was related to Josh in any way? I decided to keep my feelings aside because I personally feel like this is just a phase that every teen goes through, and it'll pass soon enough. So I decided to text Liza and let her know that I was cool with it and had no problem when I reach home, if that makes things any better.
I reached home, picked up my phone and unlocked it. I had 3 messages from Alaiza.
ALAIZA: I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. Reply ASAP, please forgive me.
ALAIZA: I was dumb to ignore such a caring best friend like you. Ily.
ALAIZA: I'll tell you what happened. But just reply please, I'm worried! xx
I quickly typed in a message.
ME: No, it's okay. Meet me in Starbucks in 15 minutes. :)
I quickly changed into a clean, pink button-up shirt and light blue faded jeans. I combed my red hair through properly, brushing away any tangles. I put on some lotion and sprayed on my pulse points. Did some light make up, then put on my fav. pink vans and rushed out.
I walked slowly. I still had around 10 minutes and Starbucks was just around the corner. I put on my headphones and blasted the music to full volume. Well, I have a habit of looking at the ground while walking so that's exactly what I was doing when someone crashed into me.
"UGH!! Can't you see?!" I groaned, yanking my headphones out. I looked up and met with Josh's blue eyes. He was wearing a blue tee, dark blue jeans and white shoes.
"Oh, sorry." He said, smiling softly.
"Uh, never mind." I said, smiling back.
"So where are you off to?" He asked.
"Meeting up with my bestie, you?"
"I was just having a stroll around here. I do that often. So, you just suddenly left today, you said you didn't have time. What happened?" He asked.
I stiffened. I wonder why he was poking his nose in my business so often? I rolled my eyes, annoyed at how he was acting like he knew me for years.
"What's wrong, Josh? We never even talked before, like.. I have heard about you. Obviously, you're the popular playboy in school. But why do you want to talk to me? Why are you showing so much interest in me? Ran out of school sluts, I guess." I said, sarcasm dripping from every word.
"There are still plenty of girls, but I want you. You're different. And I like that." He smirked.
"Cocky much. Unless you want my handprints on your face, don't talk to me again."
I ran to Starbucks, not wanting to stop for a split second. I caught sight of Alaiza. She was sitting at a table near the window, I ran to the table and sat down. I was breathless.
"Hey?" Alaiza asked.
"Yeah, I'm cool." I replied, knowing exactly what she was going to say next.
"Okay, I think it's time I tell you the truth." She said, flipping her blonde hair.
I stopped her and said..
