The Dream Boy

Chapter 2

Everyone was getting ready for the prom, whether it making the stage or sewing the costumes.
All the latest gossip was who went with who, does it really matter?
We had a vote for contests for prom Queen and prom King (5 girls and 5boys were chosen). Also my two "best friends" were still annoying me! I just wanted to just tell them nicely to leave me alone, which is really hard to phrase as when I don't want to be mean.
I walked past Jackson,"Who are you going with?"
"I am waiting for the right person," Jackson said.
"Oh right..." I said awkwardly.
"Sorry I have to go to my next lesson.... It was nice to speak," he left and headed down the corridor.
"He likes you! The way he looked at you," the two girls screamed excitedly.
"No he doesn't....." I say to myself, they are just being weird. I spent all lesson worrying about this comment and decided that it wasn't true.
As soon as the lunch bell rang, everybody ran for lunch I decided to eat my lunch on the school field to get some piece. Jackson sat beside me,"You don't mind if I join you".
"No, not at all," I said.
"I love the outdoors, I hate people asking questions, Are you single?" Jackson looked around at the field full of leaves and mud.
"But you are popular," I say.
"But I hate being popular," Jackson looked straight at me.I decided not to ask anymore questions. Jackson smiled and put his arm over me. I felt awkward. I thought of any accuse I could to go, the best one I came up was ....I have to go.
I tried to avoid him for the whole of the afternoon, which didn't work as I bumped into him and my files landed untidily on the floor. He knew I acting weird, he even asked how I was feeling.I felt really weird like I had butterflies in my stomach. He snap chatted me asking if I would like to meet up with him over the weekend. I said I was busy, but my "best friends" said that I should go as apparently a "meet up" is another word for a date. I ignored them they were wrong. This is the problem with having a boy that is a friend,people always think the boy likes you...
I have realised that I kind of like Jackson,I think Jackson kind of likes me. It is strange every girl has a dream boy, but isn't usually how they dream he looks like...
I had changed my mind about the "meet up" and went to town looking and waiting for Jackson.Eventually I did see Jackson, but with another girl holding hands! That can't be Jackson.. no it is! My heart felt like crumbling into tiny pieces on the ground. I ran for my life all the way home and when I went home I slammed the door behind me.