Chapter 3 - Running
I couldn't stand just waiting around for her to walk out into the parking lot so I got into my 1967 Chevrolet Impala Bel Air 396Cl and drove to what I call home. My mum was out of town like normal and she wouldn't be back till late tomorrow night. I was home free. I changed into my sweats for a run. I ran down my road and up the hill towards the very long distance mountains that I was heading for. Running through my mind was that I knew my best friend had already even my number to her and I could do nothing of the sort about it besides live my phone at home. I knew she had already texted me saying sorry because I got it on the drive home which only took 10 - 15 mins. But why would I want to answer her at the moment, my anger has been building up for days and even though she makes me so peaceful, the feeling of her warmth, almost to the point when I think I'm glowing but someone like my best friend who is also one of the most geekiest guys in school who has a wicked taste in music and clothing, shows up and ruins that feeling by checking Lexie's curves and makes shroud comments about the way she looks really gets on my nerves. He doesn't know my feelings towards her and I will never understand. It's almost like I can't breathe when I'm not with her, but when I'm right next to her I feel the same.
As I ran I was constantly thinking, constantly confused. I saw a flash of light as I crossed the road, it looked like a car wasn't going to stop for someone on a pedestrian crossing, the tries screeched and I sprinted to the other side. A man of about 20 pushed his arm out the window and made a fist, yelled something in a language I didn't understand and not one I could recognize. I didn't think of it, he probably was having a bad day just like me. I kept running my 7 kilometre run up the mountains and back down to the headland and along the beach and then back to home. As I walked in the door I could hear my phone constantly vibrations on the kitchen bench were I left it when I went for my run. I was calmer then I was before I left when I was all angry and didn't want to talk to anyone, I wanted to pick up my phone and she what Lexie was saying and found that she was going through a rough patch with family and wasn't ready to bring someone into her family life but would like to be close friends or closer friends and maybe it will evolve into a bigger relationship. I texted back in full understanding and would push for a boyfriend girlfriend relationship even though I would have liked it. She replied almost instantly saying she also understood what I meant and also hoped it would evolve into that as well. I said thanks and that I needed to make dinner but she still wanted to text me so it was a constant stream of having an insight to her life and made me more informed. I made spaghetti and sat at the high French style bench top. I was still sweaty from my run and was telling Lexie jokes to try and make her happier after she had had a fight with her father. She wouldn't tell me what it was about but I could guess that it was an unethical environment for her to be in. she compared it to being a slave in a third world country. She wasn't happy and she said that school was her sanctuaries away from everything that home life had shown her or provided the wrong ideas of how life should be. We said good night and I was relieved to have a shower and to think through things that were working out the way I wanted them.