4 months later.
Skys The Limit:
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I brushed back my scruffy blonde hair, while starring down at the math test.
(4x67)+43x803(-23)
'Uhhh,' I thought to myself. Quite frankly, I had to much more
to think about then math. For example, the girl that was inlove with me,
the girl I was in love with. It was the last period before lunch break.
"Time is running out, class." Mr.Kaloziphia announced.
249,710
I wrote down the number as fast as I could and handed in the paper.
For the remaining three minutes I tapped my pencil on my desk.
Riiiinnnnng.
I rushed down the hall as quickly as I could, just as I turned the corner I was cut
off by a beautiful girl with long black hair and bright blue eyes.
"Where are you off to, Kenny?"
She said pushing her hand against my chest.
"Oh hello, Wendy, just off to put my books away."
I said while smiling down at her, uncomfortably. She was the one
who was fucking crazy about me. Whenever she saw me she tried
to get to me, like now for example. Being nice I always flirted back but
it just wasn't there. She had been doing so for two months, if it was earlier
I probably would be dating her but not now. I found someone else.
"Oh really? Well, I was sorta wondering..."
I could see the guys waiting for me, Stan trying to aviod looking at
me standing with the girl he wanted most of all. The girl that shattered his heart
at
a party four months ago. The girl who almost ruined our friendship is
still is.
Kyle gesttered me over.
"What Wendy, what do you want?"
"Lunch?" she said blushing.
"Sure, but not today."
And with that I pushed myself past her and to my locker, as I opened it I could still see
her standing beside me with her arms crossed. She looked angry.
"Oh and why not?" She said with a bitchy tone.
Okay, girls are cute but she was really pissing me off. It had been this way for
a long time now, she was alaways all over me. Somtimes I felt creeped out, annoyed,
sometimes it was cute, but today it was annoying.
"I have plans and what part of not today don't you get?" I had completely lost it.
I don't even know why, I was just having a bad day.
"Why are you even like this? What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you like fucking
mad in love with me? I don't like you and the kiss meant nothing to me!"
By that point I was yelling. She ran away crying.
Man, did I feel like an asshole? As I was walking over to the guys stan ran up to me,
grabbed me and threw me into a locker.
"What the hell did you do to her?"
I guess you guys already guessed, he still loved her, ALOT.
I was a little scared I'd have to admit, I had never seen him that mad.
"Nothing, her...cat died?"
Stan sighed and released his grip.
"Sorry," he grumbled to himself