WARNING: Book ahead is pretty cliche and my first work on here. It's got plot holes and a main character you might want to beat with a stick. Be gentle lol
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In the technological world in which we live, most teens start their love lives thro...
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The sight of Keegan and Shane having some sort of heated discussion seemed to haunt my thoughts. It just seemed an unlikely pair, those two.
As I may or may not have mentioned before, I had never witnessed any sort of interaction between the two in the years I shared school hallways with them. In fact, they almost avoided each other, passing the other by without a second glance and most certainly not seeking each other out for a conversation.
Something just didn't make any sense.
The day after the break up, AKA Tuesday, this seemed to be my only train of thought, so much so that I almost missed all the rumors about myself.
Almost.
Gossip confused me on a number of levels. Do people really have nothing better to do than sit and talk about the lives of everyone else? Especially in high school. I know that everyone, at the moment, feels as if the Prom Queen and Jock are as royal as it gets, but come on. They're not even famous. When I read or hear gossip, I would at least like it to be about the real royal family. Not a make shift one consisting of teenagers.
But alas, it appears I am the only one who hates the rumor mill because, oh, how the rumors have tumbled forth.
At least most of them are based on truth. A little embellished, yes, but it just makes me sound a little cooler than I actually am. Like someone stated that I actually did dump the milk on him, when I stopped myself halfway. Another rumor said that I slapped him. And then one, for whatever reason, said I rapped the break-up.
People these days.
My 'big' break up with Shane became the talk of the school directly after it happened because ... well, lets face it. No one breaks up with Shane. That's his job. It made me wonder how long he planned on stringing me along. The thought made my temper rise and nostrils flare. I just felt glad that I saw the light before I got in too deep.
The day after might be even worse than the day of. Thankfully it was nothing like the movies make it out to be. You know, when you walk in and everyone looks and scowls or points and whispers? No, that didn't happen. Everyone talked about it, but it wasn't as dramatic as the media portrayed it.
I think the only thing that really made it worse came with the fact that now, everyone and I do mean everyone, knew about it. I think it was some sort of scandal. Shelby was sure to reveal all the tasty tidbits at lunch, so I could just figure things out from that point.
But you know what the worst part was?
The worst part came with trying to act as if nothing were wrong. I had to walk around pretending that it didn't affect me as much as it did. But the truth? It actually kind of hurt. So what if we weren't really a couple? We were headed in that direction, weren't we? Several dates, exchanging numbers and talking everyday at school.
