Sophia's P.O.V.
Race you in!" Sarah, my best friend exclaimed.
We both set off running into our school, Winswillow Jr. High. I won, of course.
I walked to my locker and started dialing in my combo when I felt a set of warm hands covering my eyes, "Guess who?" said a familiar voice.
I jumped up and flipper the mystery person over. I punched him in the stomach. When I started to focus clearly, I saw it was Jack, my best guy friend. He was doubled over in pain. I felt a twinge of guilt in my stomach. "Sorry," I said quickly.
I helped him up. I had been friends with Jack for what seemed like ages, even though I had only moved to Winswillow four years ago. I began to develop a crush on Jack in sixth grade. It grew and grew. I'm now in eighth grade and I pretty much head over heels for him.
Luckily for me, just about every girl in my school is too.
"It's fine," he replied, but he clutched his stomach and I could tell it still hurt. I tried to help him more, but he reassured me that he was fine. He smiled through his pain, picked up his books, and walked away.
At the end of the day, I really didn't feel like going home, so I decided to stay after school. I knew Sarah was going to be there, as always.
I was walking down to the library when I saw jack sucking faces with this blonde little Barbie from the cheerleading team. MY cheerleading team.
It's not exactly a secret that I like Jack, so why would she do this to me? Why would he?
My heart crumbled. I ran to my locker, pretended to get a book, and I ran to the library. I had to tell Sarah what happened.
When I walked in, all I saw was Sarah trying to resist the urge to rip my step-brother Lucas's guts out. She noticed me and waved hello. Lucas was looking at her, his countenance hurt and angry. Sarah didn't even seem to notice.