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(shanelovesmitchiewholovenates)
created by kathryn
chapter
is made of suck.
:) next will be happy.
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chapter
twelve:
but
i mean nothing to you
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I'm so mad at Nate, because he's the reason Shane is upset at me. It's all because of Nate's shitty timing that Shane is mad and hurt and feels probably more than a little betrayed.
When I get to lunch, I go through the line as quickly as possible, breathing a sigh of relief when the lunch lady hands me a tray of something or other. My fingers tremble a little, the tray quaking slightly.
Caity motions for me to sit next to her, but I shake my head before motioning to where Shane is sitting.
I have to clear this up. I have to make it better.
Caity nods in confirmation. I feel bad that she's stuck with Sierra the Suck Up, but at this moment, it doesn't matter one little bit what lunch table Caity sits at because I HAVE to make things better with Shane.
My feet feel heavy when i drag them in the direction of where Shane is sitting. His back is turned to me, and he has those iPod headphones on.
One step. Two steps. Three steps. It takes me four more to reach the table.
I set my tray down next to his tentatively, and he slowly turns to see me. "Mitchie," he says flatly, removing his headphones. "Need something? Maybe Nate can help you?"
I blanch and swallow once. "No, I had something to tell you. I-it's important."
"Save it, Mitchie. I don't need your bullshit right now. I get it. You used me to make Nate jealous," Shane hisses, and the sharpness of his tone makes my mouth go dry.
The green in Shane's eyes is blazing, bright and hot, and I can almost feel his fury. It makes me feel small and insignificant, and at that moment I've never hated myself so much.
"Shane – "
I begin to protest, but he simply rolls his eyes and stands up. "You can stop pretending to like me now."
"But I wasn't pretending – "
Before I can finish, he walks away. My face falls (I know it does, I can feel it), and I stare at my lunch tray,
I poke the sandwich thing on my tray with my straw. It oozes sauce at me.
I feel so empty, and hurt, and betrayed. How did this even fucking happen? My anger at Nate and my frustration and hurt with Shane makes my blood pump more quickly through my veins and my vision starts to blur.
"Not here you don't," Caity's voice enters my ears, and I feel her and Jason dragging me away from the cafeteria and the piercing stares.
I rest my head on Jason's shoulder and pretend he's Shane.
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aw. poor mitchie. ): but this story IS supposed to be real life, and i didn't want her and shane to be all kisshugallbetter yet.
and, i threw in some CR dialogue. ahah. not the exact stuff, but whatevs.
please review with more than "srsly wtf i hate you so much katie" or "i loved it (xD)" or "ud soon!11111!!!!!!", kthx. ;3