Two weeks has passed since Liam's and mine little study date. Two dreadful weeks. I haven't seen him or spoken to him for two weeks. He hasn't been in school either.
To be honest, I was actually glad. I didn't really care where he was. I was hoping he transferred or moved away, but if he did the school would be buzzing.
But no was talking about him. It wasn't normal. In way, I was happy, its like this whole stupid game never happened now. I was happy. Vanessa was talking to me. So was Ashley. They didn't really bother to ask what happened with Liam and me.
I know they didn't exactly forgive me, but they were fine if I didn't happen again, they didn't have to tell me this, I figured it out by myself. I could hear them whisper about me everytime I would turn my back, I would pretend I didn't hear it. As long as I had my friends back I was happy.
Its 7:30 on Monday morning. I was sitting in my calculus class, second row, where I usually sat. The bell rung and student began to pile in and take seats. Like usually, nerds who had no social life in the front. I consider myself a nerd, just with a social life. And "cool" kids in the back.
"Alright, settle down" Ms.Chip called as she stood in front of the class. I loved this class and Ms.Chip, even though she was a small elderly woman, she still could make pee your pants. She was the only teacher, that I felt actually cares about her students education.
Ten minutes into the class and the door flings open and Ashley stomps in. She had a furious look on her face.
"Ms.Miller this..." Ms.Chip begins. "I know, I don't care" Ashley says and sits behind me.
Ms.Chip lets it go and goes back to the lesson.
"Woah, what go your panties in a twist?" I ask in a whisper leaning back.
"Vanessa" Ashley hisses.
"What'd she do?" I ask
"She won't stop with her bloody crying, she just can't get that stupid boy out of her head"
"Liam?" I ask felling a lump in my throat.
"Who bloody else?" she hisses with her British accent.
"Well, maybe she should..." I begin
"Speaking of the devil" she interrupts.
I turn my head and see and see Liam talking privately with Ms.Chip. She just nods at everything he says. He looks so different, I can't figure out how, he just does.
He turns and starts walking towards a seat. Everything in the back is taken, so he sits in the front. Right in front of me.
I stare at the back of his head, trying to figure it out. Where was he? Why did it take him so long to get back? Why is he different?
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The Player Game
Teen Fiction"Okay so your a player?" I said "Then lets play the game." "What game?" He asked confused. "We talk, we hang out as much as possible, we always do things together, tell each other our deepest secrets . And first one to fall in love loses." Bailey w...
