I watched Sarah stalk off to class, trying to hide the shocked expression on my face. What was wrong? I don't think I did anything...why did she just slap me like that? One minute she was crying on my shoulder the next she hated me...what was up? 

I closed my eyes for a bit and took a deep, steadying breath. “Hey Josh,” Amber said as she came up to me. “We missed you in the first period today.” she said with a coy smile. 

“Yeah, I had some stuff to take care of,” I replied. 

Then Amber actually pressed herself up against me. “What's wrong?” she asked in a worried voice. I pulled back, I could see in her eyes that she wasn't really worried, she just wanted to sound nice. 

“Nothing,” I replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I turned and walked to my locker to pick up my books for the next class. Amber followed me. 

“What do you have next?” she asked as I walked down the hall. 

“English,” I replied. 

“Oh, same as me!” Amber replied excitedly. 

I rolled my eyes, time for another fun-filled class. I had no idea what had happened back there with Sarah, but I still really liked her. It must have been a fluke, maybe a friend of hers had been there and she had been embarrassed. I shrugged mentally and resigned myself to a class of being annoyed by Amber. On the bright side, my next class, government, was with Sarah again...maybe she would save me from Amber.  

I slogged slowly through English class, glancing up at the clock every few minutes. Amber had sat right next to me, and kept giving me strange, flirtatious looks. I looked away disgustedly and pointedly ignored her for the rest of class. 

When the bell finally rang I happily got out of my seat and moved quickly to the next class. I loitered around the door until I saw Sarah slip in, then moved in and picked a seat next to her. 

“Hey Sarah,” I started conversationally. 

She ignored me and continued to get out her books from her bag. I sighed. “Look, whatever I did out there...I'm sorry.” she continued to ignore me. Seriously...what had I done to make her this mad? 

Throughout the whole class she kept an erect profile, she was all tense, as if my presence made her life harder somehow. As if she hated me or something. As soon as the class had finished she grabbed up her books and practically raced out of the room. 

I ran and caught up with her. “Sarah! What did I--” 

“Just go ok? Just, just leave me alone,” Sarah cut me off then turned to her locker and began to stuff things into her locker. 

For a second I just sat there, stunned. Then I took a deep breath. “Alright...if you ever change your know where to find me I guess...” I trailed off helplessly, hoping that for some reason she would change her mind, right there and then. But she didn't. I turned and slowly walked away, my shoulders bent. That had really hurt. What was wrong with me that she suddenly hated my guts? What had happened. The whole scene replayed in my mind over and over again as I analyzed what had happened. I still couldn't figure out what it was I had done that would cause so much loathing. 

That night as I lay in bed, still analyzing, something...a defense mechanism I guess, snapped. Alright, if she didn't want to be with me, maybe I didn't want to be with her. 

The next morning I met up with Caleb in the school yard. When Sarah came in, I barely spared her a glance. After school Caleb and I went out to the gym to work out, then on to a Starbucks to just hang out a while. I could get used to this. I was actually having some fun! 

Sarah kept popping into my mind however. The events leading up to her giving the cold shoulder ran through my head a million times. But every time they did I would dismiss them. Whatever it was that I had done, if she was such a scrooge that she couldn't forgive it, then I really didn't want her as a friend anyways. The playbacks started happening less and less as the day went on and I was able to focus more on just having fun and enjoying being with Caleb. Who needed girls anyway? They were so...volatile...guys were much more dependable and just plain predictable. With girls you just never knew...Sarah was a perfect example...with Caleb, if I offended him then he just told me. I would then apologize and everyone was happy.

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