"Gosh, would you shut up! You're so annoying!" I wasn't really angry with him. I could never be angry with Mason. That was mostly because I have been in love with him for the past three years. He aggravated me, but I melted every time he spoke. His devastatingly good looks didn't help with that. His short black hair and deep blue eyes matched perfectly with his muscles and too cool attitude.
Maybe I was only in love with him because he was completely out of my league. Mason was a totally popular jock. He played every single sport we had at our school and he was good. Football, soccer, baseball, basketball, volleyball…you name it, he has probably played on the team. But me? I was an uncool, goofy, band and math geek. The sad thing was, I had a crush on someone that could care less about a person like me.
We were sitting in our biology class watching Mr. Nelson get really excited about genetics. Mason was behind me talking to his friends about a party that they were planning while his parents were out of town on Friday.
"Nobody really cares about your stupid party right now." I rolled my eyes and turned around, my ponytail swinging with me and accidentally hitting Mason in the face.
"Why don't you keep your hair under control and then maybe I'll be quiet." He retorted.
"Mason! Marianna! Pay attention, this will be on the test." Mr. Nelson refrained from his lecture only to yell at us and then go back to teaching.
"Besides, you're only angry because you're not invited." Mason whispered
"Pshh! Like I would even want to go to your shallow party." The truth was that I actually did want to go. More than I could admit to anyone.
'Ding!' the bell rang and everyone began to pack up their things.
"Don't forget! Test on Thursday! Study!" Mr. Nelson tried to get everyone to listen as they bombarded into the hallway.
"Wow, he is so obnoxious." I vented to Haley, my best friend, who was waiting outside the door.
"Oh don't deny, you know you love him." She said
"I know! But I just can't help it, Haley. He is so hot! It's just not fair." I gave her a pout face.
She laughed and put her arm around my shoulder. "Come on, I brought cupcakes for lunch." She lifted up the brown paper bag that was her lunch, "And there's a yummy chocolate one with your name on it."
"You know, sometimes I wonder why you're my friend and then I remember that you make delicious cupcakes."
"Come on, let's go to lunch." She said in between laughs as we walked into the completely crowded lunchroom.
"Haley! Marianna!" Callista waved us over to where she sat with her boyfriend, Landon.
I hurried to the table but ran into someone that walked in front of me.
"Watch where you're going!" said an awkwardly familiar voice.
"Oh… uh, sorry Mason." I escaped and sat down next to Callista. "He hates me so much." I told her.
"Well, he's crazy because we all know that you are wonderful." She smiled.
Callista was the sort of friend that always made you feel better. She comforted anyone, no matter what the problem was and she was always on your side. Callista acted like a mom but looked far from it. She was super model tall and skinny. She wore a mini skirt that made her legs look even longer. Her shirt was partially unbuttoned and showed just a little cleavage-she wasn't a whore. Her long blonde hair that usually swept down past her shoulder was put up in a tight ponytail. But that was how things were with us. Callista was the hot one, Haley was the funny one, and I was the smart and musical one.
"Well I guess it is possible that not all people will like me in high school." We were already half way through our first year and I still wasn't completely used to it.
I plopped down on my bed, totally exhausted. For some reason that day had completely worn me out more than normal. I pulled my math book and binder from my purple and black striped backpack. Our final test was on Thursday and our teacher had given us a ton of Algebra 1A homework. I decided to just get it over with and go to bed early.
"Hun, are you busy?" My mom called from the bottom of the stairs.
"A little, I'm doing my homework." I yelled back.
"Can you come down here please? Your father and I would like to talk to you."
"Ugh." I groaned. "Okay, I'll be right down." I dropped my stuff on the bed and hopped down the stairs.
My parents were sitting on our couch in our living room when I found them. "Hey," My dad said sweetly. "We've got some news to tell you."
"Um…okay." My parents were being a little suspicious.
"Your father's job has transferred him to a new location. We are moving to Columbus, Ohio." My mother announced.