Convo with Tom. My part time lover. For now.
"Jas, I really think.I mean, they maybe right.Abit of time apart wouldn't hurt" "Do you want to break up with me? Because, it would be a lot a kinder if you just came out and said it"
"No! We just wont see each other so much"
There was a pause, then he said, "It's not just us you know, my parents have said I have to stop going out with my friends so much as well"
There was another pause, I sipped my coffee and turned away, then said, "So you've quit the rugby team?" He didn't say anything "And you've stopped going to the ramblers association?" He winced and avoided my eyes, glazing out of the window.
"Right.well." I dithered, picking up my coat and getting up "See you around then Tom" "Ja-"
Ha! That showed him.
Even if it means I'm lonely and boyfriendless, I have the upper hand. I'm not some little.thingy.person.thingy who hangs onto his every word. I don't need him. I'll devote my life to studying and becoming brilliant at school. All while maintaining a fantastique visage AND looking like Claudia Siffer in a school uniform. Tom who?
8.30
Maybe I should call him?
8.46
I dont want to look too desperet. I'm not georgia.
9.00
Went to bed. Have told mum, Under NO circumstances am i aloud near the phone. I might call Tom by accident or something.
This really has been the worst Friday the 13th ever. I may kill myself.
Or not.
11.15
Just found out that Tom phoned an hour ago. I am sooo annoyed, my mum didn't tell me because i told her i was not to go near the phone. Humph. Dosen't se realise there are exceptions ??????!!!!!! But, on the plus side, she said i was out. Grovey banna's. He'll think i'm out, living it up surrounded by grovey mates having fun and being a laugh. Instead of sitting at home, crying in my bedroom.
Which is what i *am* doing. Funnily enough.
14th october, 10.15 am School.
French with madame Slack, gorgey henri is away.poo. Weirdly enough, i feel like i'm all cryed out.there isnt a single tear that could come out of me now - ive used them all up.ooo, i wonder if brad is still free.
Ace gang keep giving me pitty looks and sending me notes. Which is nice. I supose. Georgie hissed,
' I dont get it.have you and Tom, broken up?' Good point.i'm too sure myself. He picked playing some stupid sport over going out with * me *
"Jas, I really think.I mean, they maybe right.Abit of time apart wouldn't hurt" "Do you want to break up with me? Because, it would be a lot a kinder if you just came out and said it"
"No! We just wont see each other so much"
There was a pause, then he said, "It's not just us you know, my parents have said I have to stop going out with my friends so much as well"
There was another pause, I sipped my coffee and turned away, then said, "So you've quit the rugby team?" He didn't say anything "And you've stopped going to the ramblers association?" He winced and avoided my eyes, glazing out of the window.
"Right.well." I dithered, picking up my coat and getting up "See you around then Tom" "Ja-"
Ha! That showed him.
Even if it means I'm lonely and boyfriendless, I have the upper hand. I'm not some little.thingy.person.thingy who hangs onto his every word. I don't need him. I'll devote my life to studying and becoming brilliant at school. All while maintaining a fantastique visage AND looking like Claudia Siffer in a school uniform. Tom who?
8.30
Maybe I should call him?
8.46
I dont want to look too desperet. I'm not georgia.
9.00
Went to bed. Have told mum, Under NO circumstances am i aloud near the phone. I might call Tom by accident or something.
This really has been the worst Friday the 13th ever. I may kill myself.
Or not.
11.15
Just found out that Tom phoned an hour ago. I am sooo annoyed, my mum didn't tell me because i told her i was not to go near the phone. Humph. Dosen't se realise there are exceptions ??????!!!!!! But, on the plus side, she said i was out. Grovey banna's. He'll think i'm out, living it up surrounded by grovey mates having fun and being a laugh. Instead of sitting at home, crying in my bedroom.
Which is what i *am* doing. Funnily enough.
14th october, 10.15 am School.
French with madame Slack, gorgey henri is away.poo. Weirdly enough, i feel like i'm all cryed out.there isnt a single tear that could come out of me now - ive used them all up.ooo, i wonder if brad is still free.
Ace gang keep giving me pitty looks and sending me notes. Which is nice. I supose. Georgie hissed,
' I dont get it.have you and Tom, broken up?' Good point.i'm too sure myself. He picked playing some stupid sport over going out with * me *