Paul picked me up that afternoon and I didn't say a word to him. I couldn't describe how I was feeling but I just didn't want to talk to anyone, speak to anyone, or see anyone. I just wanted to be left alone with my thoughts and wondering how I was going to fix this.
Fix what you ask. Well, I have to fix me and Jeff. As annoying as he is, he is the only person who talks to me in the whole entire school, Jake and the other two don't count at all. It was strange how I wanted to fix things with a guy that I can't really stand, but I just knew I had to.
"Sandy!" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Paul. He had a worried expression on his face and I knew that I was deep inside of my mind to hear what he was saying to me. I looked around me and noticed that we were outside of Emily's house. I was about to opened the car door when Paul grabbed my arm and stopped me.
"Whats wrong?" I shook my hand and tried to free my arm, with no such luck.
"Nothing, I'm fine." His grip tightened alittle bit and I knew that he wasn't going to let me go anytime soon.
"Do you think I'm that stupid?" I shook my head. "Then tell me whats wrong."
"I-I don't know what you're talking about, nothing is wrong." He growled and I knew that I was getting him mad, but if I told him what was on my mind that was going to get him even more mad, and I honestly didn't want that or need it. Luckily there was a tap on my side of the door and Sam was there glaring at Paul. Paul finally let go of my arm and got out of the car.
I rubbed the spot that he was holding and followed him. Sam was still glaring at him when I entered the kitchen and there was probably a speach also. I didn't want to talk to anyone so I just walked up to my room and shut the door, locking it behind me. I landed on my bed with a loud *thud* and sighed.
My life was taking an unexpected turn for the worst. Jeff liked me and I was hurting him because I was with Paul. Paul is impossible half the time because of his awful temper. Overall I had boy problems up to my neck and I didn't want them.
Why couldn't this happen to a popular girl who strives to drama everytime she wakes up?
Why did it have to be me?
Before I could answer these and many other complicated questions, Emily called me downstairs. When I walked down she handed me the phone.
"Hello?"
"Don't you know how to pick up a phone anymore?" A voice yelled at me. My eyes grew big and a small smile showed on my face.
"Actually, I was going to ask you the same question." I could imagine her rolling her eyes on the other end.
"Obviously I can pick up a phone and dial a number. I am talkin' to you righ now, aint I?" Now I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatev you say, Jalies." We then both started laughing. After talking for about an hour, we finally hung up and I looked around the room to be stared at by everyone.
"Who was that?" Quil asked.
"None of your buisness." I glared at him. I was still mad that he called me a pup this morning, do I look like a dog to him?
"Sandy, who was it?" I turned to Paul and smiled.
"My best friend ever!"
"That clarafies it." Jared said, his eyes rolling around in his head.
"Not." Embry finished, a smile on his lips.
"My best friend, Jaleisa Brown, called to tell me that she will be visiting me."
"When is she coming? Where is she staying?" Aunty Em looked worried and looked around the house, like there was a huge mess that she had to clean, which there wasn't; she always keeps the house nice, clean, and organized, which is a surprised considering that people the come over.
"She's coming tomorrow and I was wondering if it was alright if she stayed here with me." I pleaded with Sam and Emily with my eyes, and Sam agreed, adding an eye roll with his 'alright'. I jumped up and down, too excited to care if anyone thought I was crazy or insane. My best friend was coming to visit me and I couldn't wait.