There was one more day until the prom everyone was excited, apart from me!
I sat the corner looking glumly at everyone creating the hall.
"Are you going to help or just sit there?" Mrs David asked.
"Can I just sit here?" I asked.
"No, come on,"she gave me a paint brush.
"It is going to be so cool!" Scarlett said.
"Whatever,"I said, it was the only word I could be bothered to say.
"I can't believe, I am going with the coolest guy,"she carried on talking.
"WOW!" I said sarcastically.
"You don't seem happy," she said, finally noticing me.
"No, I am fine," I say reassuringly.
"Okay, then,"she keeps painting and talking about how popular she will be.
"SHUT UP!" I yell and I drop the paint brush. I don't really care about the teacher yelling, IN THE COOLER NOW! WHAT HAS GOT INTO YOU?
I walk to the cooler and sit down with two other pupils.
"First time Miss Brackson,"Mr David says to me. I nodded. "It is not like you to end up in the cooler,"Mr David sits next to me. I pull out my homework from my bag. No-one understands me, I don't even understand myself let alone other people, tears form my eyes. I try to push them away and get on with my homework. I have to remember this life isn't fair.
Once the lunch bell goes, I am allowed to go, usually I sit with Scarlett, but I cannot be bothered hearing all about her plans for her and Jackson. I sit on an empty bench and watch the leaves get blowed around by the wind.I heard someone coming, but I can't be bothered to look up, my heart has been broken so many times that it's 99% glue. I finally look up, I see Jackson standing there giving his cute puppy face and offering me some of his cake. I grin.
"I take that as you have forgiven me," he says.
"Maybe," I say quietly, but not making eye contact.
"Look, I just want to say about the whole situation with Scarlett, I'm not going with her..." He says.
"SHUT UP!" I walk away from him, I have had enough everyone is talking about it... Yes maybe I am jealous... Okay I am! I like him, I really like him...
I can hear him calling my name, I know it's not his fault,but I can't bear hiding the fact... that I like him! I remember my mum saying you should tell people how you feel...well, I am sorry mum, but Jackson, popular,clever,calm and hot and I are never going to happen.
I go to my favourite place to cry the toilets and I cross out where I put Jackson and Poppy in a heart. Once I have kind of calmed my self down, I walk back to the field surprise, who there make sure I am alright..
"GET AWAY FROM ME," I scream.
"Okay..calm down,Poppy,"he says.
"YOUR NOT MY BOYFRIEND," I run to the front of the school, he runs behind me, I was to busy arguing with him that I nearly got hit by a car, but he pulls me towards him just in time. The bell rings and run back to the front of the school. I am confused... he saved me even though I yelled right at him!
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The Dream Boy
Teen FictionEvery girl has a dream boy, whether he is popular or handsome or even funny! But will Poppy find her dream boy...will he fall in love with Poppy or is it just her?