I couldn't go back home drenched and upset, so I took a detour to my safe spot. The park had always calmed me down as a kid. I sat on my favorite swing and began to try and process all that had happened. I ruined my chance with her without even doings anything wrong. If it wasn't for Taylor I'd be possibly, maybe, hopefully, holding hands with Selena right now.

I began to push my legs pumping myself higher. I stared up to the sky all the while and wondered. Why me? It made perfect sense but still perplexed me. Taylor was already Selena's best friend. Why does it matter if I hang out with her. It's not like I chose to anyway. We're partners. Then it hit me. Taylor wanted to be her partner for this project. Maybe this is her way of getting back at me, but wouldn't that hurt Selena's grade? It bewildered me. A best friend with a bone to pick? Not bliss to hang around someone like that.

I took a deep breath and decided to go home now. My mind wasn't cleared, but it was as settled as it could be. Home was a long walk away because Selena lived on the opposite side of the school. I just wanted to jump into bed and burry myself into the sheets but I knew that I would probably be greeted by concerned faces instead. Maybe I should've told them where I was going. I trudged down the street before it could get any later.
When I finally reached the front of my house I found the door locked. Oh great. I knocked but no one answered. I took my phone out of my pocket and called my sister, Dallas, to open the door. She answered a moment later. "What?" I could still hear the sleep in her voice. "Can you open the door?" I waited for her response. It didn't come. Instead the door swung open revealing a very tired girl.
"Why are you so fucking late?" She wasn't angry. That's why I called her. My parents would have a fit, but Dallas was closer to my age so she cut me slack.
"A chain of events happened that left me upset" I said straight forward. My big sister was always easier to talk to than anyone else. She gave me a pat on the back for support and I headed to bed.
The morning after I felt like crap. I couldn't not go to school though. After arriving home late there's no way my mom would let me stay. Today I ate breakfast. Only because I already felt bad so this wouldn't effect me. After getting ready for the day I put Selena's clothes in the washing machine and dryer ready to return them.
The walk to school was extremely slow. I found myself not wanting to see Selena. It hurt all too much. I was found guilty without a trial. Today was feeling like the worse day of my life and it hadn't even started yet.
I was late to class and didn't give a damn. I took my seat in the back feeling watched. I kept my head down to avoid her, but it was partner work time. She tapped my shoulder to get my attention. I raised my head from my desk still not making eye contact.
"So..." Her voice was soft. I ignored her reaching in my bag. I handed her back the clothes she had lent to me. "Thanks" I heard her say. "We should get started" I changed the subject wanting to get things over with.
"Okay. Which do you want to do heart or head?" "Fuck the heart" All it does is get you in trouble. She's shocked by the tone I used.
"I completely disagree." She stated. Why ask for my opinion if your gonna fight me over it? "The heart wants what it wants and we can't stop it."(Hah you didn't see that coming did ya? You probably did) Her rebuttal made me laugh. "If you think my pick is so funny then argue your side" she challenged. "All my heart's given to me is ache." She pauses for a moment.
Looking down at my lap I feel her hand on mine. "We could argue mind if you want" Her worry showed prominently.
"Let's do heart" I wanted her to prove me wrong in every way. After all we learn from others. Right? She looked at me in disbelief. "You sure?" I finally looked her in the eye and nodded giving my best smile that I could then.
I felt peace in that moment. Neither one of us brought up last night not because we didn't want to, but it left ours minds. My mood lifted up letting my humorous side show again.
Her smile proved me wrong. Listening to your heart isn't that bad.
Time passed by quickly. I packed up bag and awaited the bell. Selena hadn't gone back to her seat yet. Her eyes met mine and I was sure my face turned as bright as Rudolph's nose. She smiled brightly at me and a part of me felt like she was making fun of my visible crush. "We should exchange numbers to let each other know when we're available." She handed me her phone immediately and I gave her mine in return. I smiled at myself. Selena fucking Gomez asked for my number. For schoolwork, but she still asked for my number.
When the bell rang she disappeared. Her days were always filled with important club meetings and such so it wasn't a big deal. I left the room humming a song just when Taylor blocked my path. I had forgotten she was even in the same class.
"May I help you?" I wanted to come across as friendly, but I don't think it worked.
"You can kill yourself for a start" I stopped completely. I felt like crying but couldn't let her see. I ran. To me it was not measured in distance but in length of time. I ended up in the library after ten minutes and thought it was safe to cry there rather than in front of her.
I hid a corner curled up in a ball shaking when something touched me. "Demi?" Uh oh. Oh no. It was Selena. She can't see me like this. I tried my best to play it off cool but that went down hill after a second of pretending.
"I'm-" fine. Tears came out of me like a river.
"Shh" Her comforting was beginning to calm me. She pulled me into her lap holding me like my life depended on it. "Just relax" She stroked my back lightly. I tried to stay awake, but last night had taken a toll on me already. The last thing I remember before my rest was her scent.