34. First fight

Paisley stared at the paper. She kept looking at it.

"Why didn't he tell me this?" Paisley asked.

"He didn't want to hurt you."

"I don't want to talk to you." she walked away.

"Paisley I know your upset but how is this my fault." I said standing in front of her.

"He told you and not me." I wasn't following.

"Your confusing me Paisley." students passed us as the bell rang.

"I don't know how to explain it any better." she stalked off and I let her. I sat down in front of my locker. This wasn't my fault. I'm not gay. She is an idiot I strongly dislike her. She makes no sense and blames everything on everyone else.

"Cambrey?" I heard a voice. I looked up. "What's wrong?"

"Chance Paisley is mad."

"Yeah why wouldn't she be?"

"No she's mad at me for you not telling her."

"That doesn't make sense."

"Try telling her that."

"Cambrey? oh hey Chance." Berkley said walking up to us as we sat on the ground.

"Hey Berkley."

"Paisley is mad. I'm not supposed to talk to you."

"Then why are you?"

"To give you your lip-gloss back. Here." she handed it to me and walked off. I couldn't believe this. Its craziness.

"I'm going to talk to her." Chance got up. I went to class a few minutes later.

After school I went into the library. I pulled out my science book and started studying.

"Cambrey." I looked up and saw Jace standing there.

"Are you here to give me back a possession?" I hate Paisley.

"What? No Cambrey what are you talking about?" he sat down next to me.

"Paisley told Berkley not to talk to me. She's mad at me. Next thing I know Cara and Preston won't be talking to me."

"I heard Chance talking to her. She was yelling at him."

"I don't know why she takes her anger out on everyone else." I closed my science book.

"Hey kiddo how was school." Devon asked as I walked into the living room. I told him the whole thing.

"Sounds bad. Want me to talk to Paisley?"

"No she's not a good friend anyway."

I went up to my room. Mom wasn't home yet. She doesn't get off until seven now. The door bell rang and I ran downstairs.

"Dad?" I asked as I saw him. Devon came up next to me.

"Hey."

"Why are you here?"

"I needed to tell you something."

"What is it?" Devon asked him as we went into the living room.

"Well, I found someone." he said.

"That's good what help did you give them?" I asked. He always told us to be good to people.

"No Cambrey I mean I found a woman that I'm in love with. We are getting married." he explained to me.

"That's great." Devon inputted. My mom walked in right then.

"Anyone home?" she called.

"In here!" I yelled from the living room.

"Oh, Scott what are you doing here?" she asked and sat down next to Devon.

"I'm getting married Tasha."

"That's great." she said and smiled.

"I have to talk to you though can we.." he left it open.

"Of course." they went into the kitchen. Devon and I looked at each other then ran for the kitchen door to hear.

"Tasha I told Marsha that I had an ex-wife and eight kids. She said that was fine but she well.." veering of is never good.

"But what Scott?"

"She doesn't want to be around all of you."

"Your saying you would chose some woman over your family? So what now the kids can't visit you anymore because Marsha said so. What do you want me to tell them especially Cambrey." she was mad. And I was almost in tears.

"I have to go." I whispered to Devon.

"CAMBREY!" he yelled after me.

"See what Marsha has caused." I heard mom say as I ran up the stairs. I ran to my room and slammed the door shut. Two seconds later it swung open and Devon walked in.

"Cambrey its ok." he hugged me. I made the sleeve of his shirt wet. I loved him.

"No its not. Paisley is mad at me. Berkley wont talk to me because of her. And now dad can't come near us. The world has fallen into a pile of stone and wood. All there is left is dust that's all." I told him. My world is crashing under me and burying me under.

I went to my locker in the morning. No one came and squealed that they got a new out fit. Or that someone asked them out. No one came and asked me for boyfriend advice. Paisley and Berkley did none of that.

"Cambrey?" I heard a voice. I got pulled out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" I didn't turn around. I didn't want to look at whoever was talking to me.

"I talked to Paisley Cambrey. She isn't mad at you anymore." woopdedo.

"She's not my real friend neither is Berkley." I turned around to see who I was talking to. Chance stood in front of me, hands in his pockets, staring up at me.

"What are you talking about? Cambrey this is my fault they really are yo-" I cut him off. Realization came at me like running into a brick wall; fast and hard.

"I'm serious. Paisley made this my fault; which she always does. Berkley could have talked to me but she didn't. She wanted to be mad as well. She likes Paisley better for a friend. They aren't my friends. Friends don't do that." I explained talking to myself more than him.

I sat with Jace, Preston ,Cara and Chance at lunch. Berkley and Paisley didn't show. Word was that they were sitting together. Maybe just maybe they will apologize.