Chapter 3

After leaving Cody that morning I went to my cabin to study for finals. I was not in any mood to play around. I was…pissed at Zack, but that was him, always being rude. I wondered to myself why he had to act that way for. Maybe there was a possible reason to his appalling behavior. I started to get more frustrated with the incident that happened earlier, so I just poked my face into my history book and began writing a paper.

Finally it was time for bed. I did my nightly routine and said my prayers. I lie in bed thinking about Cody, hoping that I would be lucky to have a family with him one day. Then I finally found myself drifting unconsciously into sleep. All I needed was a good night's rest. Sleep always cured everything, right.

The sun hit me in the face in an annoying way the next morning. I grumbled looking at the clock. Only a few minutes before the alarm; I might as well have gotten up. I sat on the edge of my bed looking over at London sleeping so peacefully. Stretching was the first thing I did every morning. It always got me started and geared up for my day.

Someone appeared to be knocking on the door just as I was off to take a shower. I threw the towel onto my bed and headed to open. It would have been nice if it was Cody, but it was Zack. "What do you want?" I grunted. He looked slightly confused a bit.

"Umm babe, I was just coming to give you the paper you said you would write for me. You know the one in history that is due next week?" he stammered. We stared at each other in an awkward silence. Wait a minute; did he just call me babe? What is his problem? First he makes me angry, and then tries bribing me. I thought to myself quietly.

"Yea, I don't remember saying I would write your paper for you Zack. You can stop with the babe thing because it isn't cute." I replied shoving his paper back in his face. His eyes narrowed a bit, trying to make sense of my complaint.

"But you like it when I call you babe. You said it was adorable. You said that our first date. Did I do something to upset you?" He honestly thought we were together. Where did he get that idea? Cody then cam waltzing by in his beautiful light blue sweater vest. He looked immaculate, to me at least. I reached out the door past Zack.

"Oh, hi Cody." I babbled like a little twelve year old girl that was obsessed. I waved to him, but he just made this stank face at me and kept walking.

"Huh, what's his problem?" I asked Zack.

"His problem is you. Since the day you picked me over him, he's loathed you I guess. I don't know." Zack moved over to me closer than usual. "So you're still going with me to the dance right?"

"Dance, what dance?" His eyes widened in shock.

"What dance? Prom, the big event every senior tries to attend before going their separate ways." He quickly added.

"Oh, I see." He didn't let me finish my answer.

"Great, didn't want to look bad in front of all those people without a date. I'll be looking even better with eye candy like you on my arm. That's all I needed was for you to tell me no, and well it would have ended there. Well sugar mama I'm off to chemistry. I'll catch you later sweet thang."

Chemistry, yea right, he wasn't going to class. What alternate universe was I suddenly apart of? My beloved loathed me and the guy I loathed loved me. This wasn't making any since at all. For a clever person like me and had no idea what was going on, whoever was playing this horrible trick was succeeding. I was buying it; it was all too real to be artificial. How could I manage living like this, especially with Zack as my guy? No, there was no way I could do it.