Please Write Back

Chapter 26

The rest of the week passed. Nothing much really happened. Hunter and I didn't happen to get along—as I expected—but nothing totally bad happened. Now it's Monday again, and it's really gloomy today because it's raining outside. I yawn at my desk as my math teacher is at her desk, grading papers. She gave us work to do, and I'm too tired to even think straight. My head is resting on my hand, which isn't helping me. I sit upright, hoping that it'll wake me up soon. I look around, and everyone else seems so invested in their work, unlike me.

I should really try to get more sleep, but I'm usually up until one o'clock in the morning texting Alex, (luckily my parents don't check on me in the middle of the night) and it doesn't help that I have to wake up at five. So that's four hours of sleep, which is still more than some people, but not enough for me. Most of the time it's Alex who says we should go to bed. Every so often we may even call each other or something, but that happens rarely.

Alex invited me to go see a movie after school this morning. He said that one of his other friends couldn't make it and he still had the extra ticket. So I decided to go, since I have nothing else to do today. I should've asked him what movie it was before accepting it, because I can't turn back now. I don't think it would be something I wouldn't like, right? Because then he wouldn't really invite me. But then again, he doesn't really know my movie preferences. We haven't really talked about that.

I feel a tap on my arm, and I turn around, spotting a neon green piece of paper on my desk.

ur not even doing the work

I look at the note, writing something without giving it much of a thought.

Yeah I know you don't have to remind me.

This is really none of Sarah's business, but I still wonder if I'm being too harsh with my responses to her. All she's done was ignore me, and nothing much else. She isn't even totally ignoring me, she still writes to me in class. But I guess that's the thing that bothers me, that this is all she does. Then again, I shouldn't be so selfish and complain about how she isn't giving me any attention. Especially when I have other people to talk to (well one other person, really).

It's boring, really. Just having one person talk to me. I'm really tired of it, and I've experienced it since freshman year, pretty much. But as usual, the day passes, and it's the end of the school day again. I have to meet up with Alex at his locker, as we discussed earlier. I'm at the end of the hall, and Hunter's already there, laughing with Alex about something. Hunter leans forward a bit like he's laughing really hard, placing his hand on Alex's chest for support. A flood of jealousy surges through me as I look away and walk towards them. Maybe I shouldn't have said yes to the invitation since I knew Hunter was going to be here. He just makes everything worse for me somehow, and right now, I don't feel like going.

Alex does eventually spot me, and we greet each other before getting into Hunter's car to drive to the movie theater. Alex told me that Hunter just turned eighteen a month ago, and he got his parents' old car. It smells faintly of cigarettes in here, but I roll down a window because it's kinda sickening for me. The drive is only a few minutes, and then we're in. This is when I finally ask Alex what the movie is (I've literally been oblivious to this the whole day).

He gives me a strange glance. "I didn't tell you?"

I shake my head.

"Oh, well, it's that movie about the guy who was possessed and then eats the people that he kills."

It's a horror movie? I feel sick from hearing his description, and just imaging watching this is even worse. Not only that, but any type of horror movie scares the shit out of me and stays in my mind for months.