I slammed my locker shut after stuffing my books into it. I seriously hated school, I was already smart, so why did I have to go? Oh yea, the damn law says so. Everyone was back from spring break and catching up. My friend Amber came running over to me when she saw me.

"OMG Tina, did you hear?" she says. She was a little TOO excited, which could mean one thing, but I don't even wanna think about it now.

"Hear what?" I ask her.

"That Nate and Melanie broke up"

"oh yea, I heard. Yippie" I say and roll m eyes.

"Honestly Tina, I don't understand how you don't like someone who's accomplished so much" she says and looks over at the topic of our conversation...Nate Grey.

"Yea Ammy, having that many number of STD's is a real accomplishment. He should get a medal" I say and lean against my locker with my books in my arms. Amber rolls her eyes at me and opens her locker which was right next to mine. I looked over at Nate, he looked happy with his life. He used to be my best friend, told me everything. I fell for him though, which was a big mistake because he hurt me...badly and ever since then I haven't talked to him and he hasn't talked to me. It hurt me to see him like this. What he is, is exactly what he said he'd never become.

"Tina, earth to Tina, you're gonna be late to class" i heard Amber say to me. I nodded and walked the opposite way from her, our first class was different, but the rest were exact, that's how we became best friends. I looked around and noticed that I was already late, because not even the football team was in the hallways. Did I really space out that long? When I finally made it to my classroom, the door was locked. Crap... I forgot that if you were late to this english class, you get locked out and would have to catch up the next day.

I sighed and decided to go put my english book back in my locker. On my way there, I bumped ito a certain someone, causing me to knock my books out of both our hands.

"I'm sorry, let me help you with-" The person stopped talking. I looked up to notice that I had bumped into Nate Grey, and he was staring at me intently.

"Tin?" he asked while he looked at me. Tin was the nickname he gave me when were first met.

"Hey Nate" I replied, not looking at him anymore, but picking up my books.

"Let me help you"

"No Nate, it's fine, I got it"

"I still wanna help" he said. He grabbed my books and handed them to me, then he bent down and picked up his. He walked over to his locker and threw his books in. I started to walk over to mine but he stopped me.

"Tin wait, we need to talk" he said as he followed me to my locker after I broke out of his grasp.

"There's nothing to talk about" i said when I reached my locker, I opened it and began to put my books away.

"Yes there is Tin, and you know it. Just hear me out okay"

"Nate, you haven't spoken to me since the seventh grade, we're sophmores in high school now"

"I know and I wanted to talk to you sooner than this"

"Why didn't you?"

"I didn't know what I was gonna say"

"And now you do?"

"Honestly...no"

"Then why are you wasting my time?" I said and walked out to the feild. I sat on the bleachers and began to write in my journal. I didn't get to write much because Nate had followed me.

"Tin, please hear me out"

"Will you stop calling me Tin, you haven't said a word to me in the longest time, let alone, called me by the nickname that you gave me"

"Alright then, Christina, will you please hear me out?"

"No"

"why not?"

"Because I don't wanna hear what you have to say after all this time'

"Please. Christina, I'm begging you" he says. I look at him, he looked like he really did want me to hear what he has to say. I sigh.

"Fine"

"okay, Christina, I know that the reason we haven't spoken to each other is because I hurt you and I'm really sorry for that. I acted like a jerk to you and you have every right to be mad, but know that I didn't mean it. I wanted you to stay in my life forever, I never wanted you to leave, and that stuff I did with Melanie in front of you was wrong. I know that now, and I'm really sorry. I never meant to hurt you like that" he says. He was looking me dead in the eyes when he said that and I didn't find a single trace that he was lying in his eyes.

I turned away from him and let a tear fall from my eyes. I refused to let anymore fall. i got up from the bleachers and ran to my next class. I needed to get away from Nate. What he said had hit me...hard. It made me realize that I was still in love with him. But I can't let that change the fact that he had hurt me. I just wish that he never did.