A/N: O...M...G... I am so happy I'm finally done with the stress of AP testing. Anyway, here's the next chapter. I apologize if some of you are getting impatient but its gonna take me a little bit to actually bring in the story. But don't worry, its coming. So... enjoy the chapter.
*1 week later*
Bree's POV
I pulled into the parking lot and grabbed my bag from the passenger seat. I stepped out and walked towards the front door. A group of freshman quieted as I passed and another stepped out of my way. I guess I looked pretty scary... or maybe I just looked depressed. Either way, no one said anything to me as I passed. But hey, its pretty easy to be an emotionless rock when no one cares about you. (I'm not exaggerating here either. Literally no one cares.) I stopped at my locker and not 5 seconds later a stream of students were running down the hall. Just can't get enough of the drama... I sighed. Unfortunately, home room was in the direction of the fight.
As soon as I got close enough I heard the yelling. If it had been a fight there wouldn't be any yelling, just gasps from the crowd as someone took a punch of shouts as girls grabbed onto each others hair (Why do girls always go for the hair?)
"- about you is so conceited!" I steadily worked my way to the front of the crowd. It was one of the guys from Adam's group. (not the one who called me a loser. That would be... Alec.) "I am not! Why are you so bull-headed Jason!" The girl screamed back at him. It was his girlfriend Alice. (I was ashamed that I knew all their names...) He groaned. "I'm bull-headed. All you care about is how many guys are looking at you." Her eyes widened and so did mine. Is he serious? "I have never looked at another guy." She said, and he rolled his eyes. "Oh please, that is such a lie. I've seen you looking at other guys, while you were with me." She had tears in her eyes now and I almost felt bad. I guess I would if she hadn't been one of the ones who stole my best friend.
"I love you Jason. Why can't you believe that?" he shook his head in disgust. "I'm so sick of the way you treat me and everyone else like dirt. You need to get over yourself." He said and I looked between them silently. The crowd was completely silent. "Forget it Alice. We're done." With that, Jason turned and pushed his way through the crowd. Alice stayed frozen for a moment, probably still processing what happened. Then she ran, pushing her way through the crowd. Three more girls pushed their way through the crowd after her.
The crowd slowly dissipated after that and I walked to class. Of course, the classroom was so silent you could hear a pin drop and the tension could have been cut with a knife. For the first time in a little over 2 months, Adam looked at me. It was only a second but it made me hurt all over again. I walked by him and I could feel his gaze, and then it was gone. I silently looked for a seat and realized with dismay that the only seat was next to Jason.
He didn't look at me the whole class period and I was glad. Then out of nowhere a piece of paper appeared on my desk. I guess I was so zoned out that I didn't notice Jason reach over and place in it on my desk. I glanced at him but he wasn't looking at me. I considered just throwing it back and glaring it at him. But instead, curiosity got the better of me and I opened it.
(Bree and Jason)
I'm sorry for everything
I just stared at it blankly for a moment. I guess I just should have torn it up but for some reason I was compelled to answer.
does it matter?
I dropped it on his desk and he paused a moment before picking it up. He tapped his pencil against his desk for a moment before scribbling something on the paper and passing it back.
yes, it does. we had no right to do anything we did
but you still did. doesn't fix anything
I know. but I'm still sorry, and I'd let to get to know you better...
I gaped at the words and then realized what I was doing and shut my mouth. My head whipped towards Jason so fast that I almost got whiplash. He looked back and me and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his gaze. He looked so guilty, but also...hopeful? The only thing that pulled me from my thoughts was the sound of the bell; signaling the end of home room. Jason and I stood up at the same time, almost smashing into each other. "Sorry..." I mumbled but he caught my hand and I froze, looking back at him.
"Jason, I don't know if I can trust you." He sighed and let go of my hand. He ran a hand through his hair and I found myself watching him. Stop it. What the heck is wrong with me? I thought as he gathered his thoughts. Then he continued. "I know. I'm just asking for a chance." I stared at him for half a second before looking away. "I need to go..." I practically whispered before turning and walking out of class.
So, just like that, my life when from an insane disaster to just plain crazy. I couldn't believe it. I mean, if I said Jason wasn't attractive I'd be lying. But he was still a popular...
But that's just the thing... What if Jason has changed?
A/N: Alrighty then. So I don't have much to say besides don't forget to review and favorite my story. Thanks a million.
- muzic-wolf 3