How could she does this? I told the truth. Of course, she couldn't handle it. Was I wrong to say we couldn't see each other that much? After years and years, were the messages finally getting to my head?
These thoughts raced through my head and I laid back in my bed. Maybe I was too tough on Iris. She chose to go to Glee. I had to get my mind off of this. I need to go somewhere, but, where? I thought for a second before leaving. "Mom, I'm going to Iris'. Be back in a while!" I didn't wait for her to answer. I knew that I wasn't going to her house.
I approached the park in Lima. It was weird. There was no one except of a couple people from my school there. It was 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday. I went and sat down on a bench. Iris and I never came here together, so, it was a good place to just relax. That is, until I realized that those couple of people from school were football players. One was really tall, and I mean really tall! The other had a Mohawk and was known for his bad boy reputation. I knew exactly who they were: Finn Hudson and Puck.
I adjusted my short leather jacket before they made it up the bench. "This bench taken?" Finn asked.
"No. But, why should I let you guys sit? All I ever get are slushiee facials." I said coldly. I sighed before scooting all the way over. I was beginning to be like Iris: a pushover. "Do you think I moved over for my health? Sit." They both sat down as I said "What do you two want to do with me?"
"We want to apologize. You know how the school is." I scoffed.
"You think I don't know that? Besides, how are you two going to prove that you're truly sorry?" I asked with a raised eyebrow curiosity. There was silence for a couple moments. I knew it. They couldn't prove themselves. I just chuckled before standing up. "It's been a nice talk, boys-"
"Wait," Puck said, "How can we show we're truly sorry?"
I rolled my eyes before replying. "I'll give you until lunch on Monday. It's honestly more than enough time. Write a note and stick it on my locker. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other… business to attend to." I gave a coy smile before turning and walking away. I don't know what it was that mad me smile. I had a strong dislike for Finn, but, Puck… there was something about him. Could it be his bad boy reputation? I shook the thoughts out of my head as I headed out the park. I turned back to look at the bench and they were gone. I decided that I would take the long way home.
It was three were I started walking. It's four-thirty. I was walking past Target when someone pulled up beside me. "Need a ride?" A familiar voice said. "I've been thinking about today."
I gave a small laugh. "And you think that giving me a lift will be it?" I kept my stare ahead of me. Puck wouldn't get the hint. Perhaps I need to send him a different one…
"It's only the beginning. Come on, just get in. You must be tired." I smiled before answering.
"Why not?" I jumped into his truck and we were off.
AN: I decided to cut it so short because I have a great idea for the next chapter!