*Ok, I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that it took me this long to get this
chapter out! But, I just moved house, and the computer was the 1st thing to
be packed up and the last thing to be unpacked! So, sit back, and enjoy!*
I can't take it. I can't take the waiting. It's eating me! Okay. . .that might sound slightly stupid, but its true. I can't stop fidgeting. I can't sit still for more than five seconds! So far, I've chewed off nine nails, and if she takes much longer, I'll have to chew off my arm. . .and I don't particularly want to do that. Might hurt.
God, I am SO nervous. There are butterflies in my stomach and they just won't go away. I've tried sitting down, standing up, walking around in circles, jogging up and down the stairs, even talking to my stomach; anything to try and make it calm down. It didn't work. Brooke came in, gave me a weird look and just backed out, like I was some kind of crazy woman. Maybe I am.
Mind you, however bad I feel now, it's going to be nothing compared to how Jamie must be feeling. I wonder how he's taking it? Maybe he doesn't believe it. No, he's too smart for that. Okay, maybe he's upset. No, that's not really like him. The only time I've ever seen him upset was that Halloween when. . .I'm going off of the subject again. I don't mind. Takes my mind off of things.
Oh god. I've just remembered. Oh god, oh god. I forgot. I completely forgot. We're supposed to be on a shift tonight! Damn, damn, DAMN!!!!! I don't want to go now! I really don't want to. How am I supposed to be able to face him?
Where the HELL is Caitie? She can't have gone home - all her stuff is still here, her Spanish books, her phone, wallet and her house keys. She might be needing those at some point. Oh, WHY is she taking so long? If it were me, I'd just open my mouth and say something like;
"Hey Jamie, me and Caitie, we both have mammoth-sized crushes on you, guess what, Caitie isn't talking to me because of it, well bye, see you at the station tonight."
Well actually, no I wouldn't, because I'd run away as soon as he opened the door. Bunny rabbit girl, that's me. Bolt away bunny, run as fast as you can. I - well, okay, Brooke - had a rabbit called Bolt once. She called him that because as soon we came near him, he'd bolt away. Just run off and we'd chase him for hours up and down the garden.
I'm rambling AGAIN. Why is Caitie taking so long? Is she trying to deliberately hurt me? No, Caitie wouldn't do that, she isn't that kind of person. She isn't! I know she isn't. . .I guess I'm just scared. A few hours ago, this problem seemed okay. Me and Caitie were busy studying for Spanish, we were still best friends. Okay, so I still liked Jamie, but no one knew. And now. . .
Oh GOD, what a mess. What the hell am I going to do? And. . .oh my god. I forgot. I completely forgot.
What the hell am I going to do about TYLER?????
*heehee! Did you like it? Please r/r! Oh, and can ANYONE pleeeeeeeeeeeeease explain how you do italics on here? Because they don't come out when I post anything. danke!*
I can't take it. I can't take the waiting. It's eating me! Okay. . .that might sound slightly stupid, but its true. I can't stop fidgeting. I can't sit still for more than five seconds! So far, I've chewed off nine nails, and if she takes much longer, I'll have to chew off my arm. . .and I don't particularly want to do that. Might hurt.
God, I am SO nervous. There are butterflies in my stomach and they just won't go away. I've tried sitting down, standing up, walking around in circles, jogging up and down the stairs, even talking to my stomach; anything to try and make it calm down. It didn't work. Brooke came in, gave me a weird look and just backed out, like I was some kind of crazy woman. Maybe I am.
Mind you, however bad I feel now, it's going to be nothing compared to how Jamie must be feeling. I wonder how he's taking it? Maybe he doesn't believe it. No, he's too smart for that. Okay, maybe he's upset. No, that's not really like him. The only time I've ever seen him upset was that Halloween when. . .I'm going off of the subject again. I don't mind. Takes my mind off of things.
Oh god. I've just remembered. Oh god, oh god. I forgot. I completely forgot. We're supposed to be on a shift tonight! Damn, damn, DAMN!!!!! I don't want to go now! I really don't want to. How am I supposed to be able to face him?
Where the HELL is Caitie? She can't have gone home - all her stuff is still here, her Spanish books, her phone, wallet and her house keys. She might be needing those at some point. Oh, WHY is she taking so long? If it were me, I'd just open my mouth and say something like;
"Hey Jamie, me and Caitie, we both have mammoth-sized crushes on you, guess what, Caitie isn't talking to me because of it, well bye, see you at the station tonight."
Well actually, no I wouldn't, because I'd run away as soon as he opened the door. Bunny rabbit girl, that's me. Bolt away bunny, run as fast as you can. I - well, okay, Brooke - had a rabbit called Bolt once. She called him that because as soon we came near him, he'd bolt away. Just run off and we'd chase him for hours up and down the garden.
I'm rambling AGAIN. Why is Caitie taking so long? Is she trying to deliberately hurt me? No, Caitie wouldn't do that, she isn't that kind of person. She isn't! I know she isn't. . .I guess I'm just scared. A few hours ago, this problem seemed okay. Me and Caitie were busy studying for Spanish, we were still best friends. Okay, so I still liked Jamie, but no one knew. And now. . .
Oh GOD, what a mess. What the hell am I going to do? And. . .oh my god. I forgot. I completely forgot.
What the hell am I going to do about TYLER?????
*heehee! Did you like it? Please r/r! Oh, and can ANYONE pleeeeeeeeeeeeease explain how you do italics on here? Because they don't come out when I post anything. danke!*
