A Heartbreak
Chapter Three: Mike Chang
Tina knew.
That was the only theory I could come up with as I was walking to Mr. Gregory's science class the next day. Tina had been avoiding me all day, ignoring me during all our classes, and turning off her cell phone.
Yesterday, when I was tutoring Brittany in the library, she said that she couldn't pay me with cash.
"Then what will you pay me with?" I asked as we gathered our books together and got ready for lunch.
Wordlessly, she dropped her bag and whirled me around, pressing me into the bookcase and crashed her lips to mine. We ended up making out until the librarian shooed us out of the library with a warning.
Taking this to his advantage, Artie has been following Tina around, smooth talking her and she was letting him, kissing his cheek when he said something sweet, and they'd been holding hands for what felt like years. They seemed like an old married couple in comparison to high-school sweethearts.
"You okay, man?" Puck asks as I drop my books on the lab table beside him.
"No," I mutter, dropping my head down on my crossed arms. Sparing a glance across the room, I watch Tina throw her head back, long dark hair like a Pantene commercial, as she laughed at something Artie said.
Someone pokes my shoulder, and I turn to see a fit blond kid sitting with a navy and white letter jacket, bleached hair falling into his eyes, "So, who's the girl over there?" His head pokes in Tina's direction.
"Names' Tina Cohen-Chang. She and Artie have been together for a while now. I'm Mike by the way." I swallow hard as I glance at Tina, who is still giggling with her friends.
"I'm Sam Evans," the blond states.
"Nice to meet you, bro," I tell him, glancing between him and Tina.
Class flies by, and so does the rest of the day. But it's as I'm heading out to the car that I see Sam leaning against a rusty red truck, chatting with a girl who had long, blue-black hair. She laughed out loud, and my heart stopped.
Briskly, I sort past them, and gun my engine.
Sam was talking to Tina.
Cranking down my window, I listen from a few parking spots, to their conversation.
"So, you wanna go get some coffee tomorrow, and we can talk more about it?" Sam was asking, flipping his white-blond fringe from his eyes.
"Yeah, I mean, the quicker we get it done, the better," Tina adds, "I'm really glad you asked me, Sam."
"How couldn't I?" his large, pink mouth foils into a smile, "So, see you tomorrow?"
"Definitely," Tina confirms, grinning.
I swear at that moment, my heart stops.
A/N: I hope you guys like this version a lot better. I still own nothing, which is sad :(.