Chapter Thirteen

512 18 3
                                    

**Since thirteen is my favorite number, I've decided to make this chapter extra long and special. Love you all!! -lexi

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Life is like trying to walk across the Grand Canyon on a needle thin wire with no safety net or harness. If you make a mistake, the cost can sometimes be fatal. Other times, the cost seems as if its the worst, but it's merely the beginning. Some people say, if you no longer have hope for good things in life... At least have hope for things to get better.

All hope was drained from me that morning.

"Jakey poo!" Kat screeched, and began to hug him and peck his cheek. I nearly gagged at the sight, but something stopped me. There was a pang in my chest, but I couldn't recognize it. Was it hurt? Betrayal? No, a voice inside me scolded, it's jealousy.

What would I be jealous of? That little whore could have Jake all she wanted -- after all, we were just friends. He told me yesterday during the pep rally. When I entered science, my blood began to boil. Kat had taken my place as Jake's partner? Oh, hell no. It's like she planned it, that I would be stuck working with Dylan right behind Jake and her.

As I sat down, I ignored every word Dylan sputtered out at me. And honestly, I couldn't pay attention to his words anyways. Jake turned around and gave me his lopsided smile.

"Hey, Talia," He said still smiling. I nod my head and give him a tight-lipped, forced smile. He doesn't notice though, and he turns back to Kat who was constantly tugging on his faded navy blue v-neck.

"You can feel the ice," Dylan muttered. I glared at him and kicked him in the shin under the table. He winced and bent down to rub his leg where I had kicked him. Once he sat back up, he scowled at me. I just rolled my eyes and shoved him, almost making him fall off of the chair.

"Sit much?" I sneered, and turned to the front as our boring teacher walked in.

"Hello, class. We'll be starting with our frog dissections today. Please get a frog and a kit then get started," the teacher said, and moved to log onto his computer. Dylan came back with a dead frog on a tray as well as a kit with directions in it, showing what to do and how we do it. I took the scalpel looking tool and sliced the frog's stomach open as I was instructed. Dylan gagged.

With, what looked like tweezers, I pulled out the miniature guts and organs and laid them out on the tray with wax paper over it. Blood formed in puddles, and I was overwhelmed by the brownness of it. Quickly, we identified the parts of the frog, wrote all of it down, then disposed of our garbage after our teacher approved out work. We were the first ones done.

The bell finally rang, and I walked out. As I walked out, Dylan tried to catch up with me. I gave him a cold, rude glare, and he backed off. Boys are so annoying.

I sat down in math in my desk, and Jake sat next to me, per usual. He placed a folded up note on my desk halfway through class. Rolling my eyes, I shoved it into my pocket without even reading it. Once class ended, he told me, "You know, normal people actually read the note before putting it away."

I ignored him.

"Margo? You okay?"

Again, he was ignored. I walked out of the room, but I could tell he was following me. God, I wish we didn't have all the same classes together. Even worse, we sat next to each other in the classes that Kat wasn't in. The classes she was in, Jake completely ignored me. He was lost in the world of slut and whore -- AKA, Kat.

By lunch, I was annoyed by the entire school population. Staff, students and all. I bought my lunch. Jake waved me over, but he obviously didn't notice that Kat was sitting in my usual seat. I pretended I didn't see him, and walked out the doors and made my way to the library. I sat at a table, eating by myself. There were stares and whispers coming from everyone that usually ate in here, but I did my best to ignore them. I wish it would be the end of the day, already.

Three hours later, my wish came true. As I walked out the front doors, I realized how much I was actually dreading seeing Jake and Mary again. The assholes.

"Hey, Talia!" A voice calls. I look over and see John walking towards me, "Do you wanna come over to work on our language arts homework?"

I could tell he was trying to help me out -- he had obviously noticed I didn't want to see Jake. I nodded and sent a text to Elizabeth saying I'm going to John's place to do homework. She replied 'ok'.

He lead me to his own pick up truck and I hopped in the passenger side. The truck itself was ancient, with manual windows and no air conditioning. But it wasn't all that bad outside, so the windows made it alright.

As we walked into his house, it was completely unrecognizable from the house I could see at the party. He told me to wait in the foyer while he grabbed some snacks. John then came back with a bag of pretzels and sour cream and onion Lays. We then walked upstairs into his room. I pulled out my books and so did he.

Casually, John spoke, "So what's going on between you and Jake?"

I sighed. Should I tell him, tell him the actual truth? Or should I just lie and say it's nothing and that he shouldn't be worried. Something inside me told me to go with the first one. I mean, who else could I talk about this with? And I felt like John wouldn't rat me out to Jake. Like he knew what it's like to be so consumed in emotion, yet to be completely solid and blank at the same time.

"Well, it started with Kat and Dylan. Just seeing her constantly kissing Jake.. I dunno it just felt like that was all wrong. And it felt like a sort of pain in my chest. And then, Dylan had led me on. Jake and I were at the park when we caught him locking lips and sucking face with Mary. The worst part? Well that was when Jake didn't even notice the way Kat glares at me. He doesn't even look at me when she's next to him, raping him with her eyes..." I trailed off and John started to crack up.

"I'm sorry, it's just the eye raping part is so true," he says, still laughing as he begins to roll around on the floor. He collects himself, though, and turns serious once more, "Talia I think you might like Jake. As in, more than a friend like."

I stared at him as I realized this. Yes, I like like Jake. And I'm in way over my head.

**JAKE'S POV***

I shuddered as I washed my face, wiping all of Kat's lip stick and makeup off me. I was a little nervous, though. Liz had said Talia went to someone's house to do homework. The only person I could think of was Dylan. And boy, did I want to beat the crap out of him. I thought about today and how Talia ignored me... Then it hit me. Kat's always being mean to Talia, talking bad about her.

I knew what I had to do.

I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Kat: meet me at the cafe. Ten minutes.

She replied: Kk, bby. ily ;*

I almost gagged at her grammar and the kissy face. In ten minutes, I walked into the Starbucks that was just around the corner. She was already sitting there, waiting. When she saw me, she smiled and smirked, tapping the table. Was she trying to be sexy or something? It wasn't working.

"Hey, baby," She whispered seductively. If I weren't about to do this, I probably would've kissed her on the spot. But that would be a horrible thing to do.

"What's wrong?" She asked, pouting. I shake my head.

"This," I gesture between us, "Is wrong. Kat I lost two of my best friends because you came back,"

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, "Loss of two best friends for the gain of a girlfriend. I'd say that's a pretty good deal."

I glared at her, "Actually it's not. I'm here I get a refund."

"What's that supposed to mean!?" She exclaimed, scoffing.

I stood up, "It means we're breaking up. Goodbye, Kathryn," I put extra emphasis on her full name. In a rush, I sped home. Though I didn't miss the sight of John dropping Talia off at her house. My two best friends, has hung out without me. There was a pang in my chest as I glared at John.

Whoa, wait up. Am I jealous? No, that can't be. I, Jake Moore, do not get jealous. And certainly not over my best friend. I froze.

Did I like Talia? As in, more than a friend? Man... I'm in deep trouble.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Long chapter as promised! Did you like it? I did! xD haha

Please comment, vote, and fan. Love you all!! XxX - Lexi

Time FliesWhere stories live. Discover now