Quinton

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my heart stopped. what had I done? what was I thinking?! now I have to tell 2 people about..... I cant even say it. but I had to, I don't know why but I feel like I have to prove something to her.

after I said it, she looked as shocked as I did, then she said

"Ok then, practice time, what happened her today?"

"Um, uh, I saw half of your.... your.... your bra." I stuttered out the words feeling relief after I had said it

"Does that count as the person I know?" I asked

"No" she stated bluntly

"Oh" I whispered

"Now, lets get this tour over with" she said giving me a look of frustration.

"Ok, then, first we are going to-" she cut me off

"I'm only kidding, how 'bout we go our separate way? we never speak to each other, and you can go back to your amazing life. ok Mr. Perfect?" she said sharply as she started to walk away

"HEY! my life isn't perfect you know!" I called after her. she turned around with a look of surprise, then anger

"REALLY?!?! I saw my mom and brother get murdered! my dad made some really bad choices! I live in a foster home with foster parents who don't even like me because they love their other foster child more! AND YOU SAY YOU DON'T HAVE A PERFECT LIFE?!?!" she screamed

"YES I DO! my father left for work one day and never came back, my younger sister has autism, and my mom get stressed out easily with everything! you think my life is perfect?!" I yelled

"Just.... leave me alone. and don't EVER speak to me about not having a perfect life again. in fact, just don't even speak to me" she said leaving me in the hallway feeling like an idiot.

I thought my life was awful, but hers. oh my gosh. I ran up to her and said

"Hey, I'm sorry, I-I had no idea..." my voice trailed off

"Look" she said turning towards me sharply "I know you don't want to be seen with me because I'm some punk trouble maker, but you better listen to me about this. there are thing about me you will never understand, and it will be better for both of us if you JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! and you can you back to your 'troubled, broken, hard' life and I can go back to mine" she said walking away in a huff.

"Ca-CAT!" I called after her, I started to jog towards her but she took off sprinting.

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" she called back

just as I was about to catch up to her, Lindsay walked up to me.

"HEYYYYY Quinty bear." she spoke, her high voice was like a hammer pounding at my skull

"Hey Lindsay, what do you want?" I asked bluntly

"I want to go out with you. you know the big Fall Ball is coming up and I was hoping we could go together." she batted her eyelashes so fast I felt like puking

"Uh, I dunno...." I said

"Pretty pretty please?" she said making an ugly puppy dog face

"Um, maybe I'll think about it. I might have a football game that night so...." I lied

"Oh, ok..... see you there!!" she yelled skipping away

but no matter how many girls asked me out on my way to class, all I could think about was my conversation with Cat.

Look, I know you don't want to be seen with me because I'm some punk trouble maker, but you better listen to me about this. there are thing about me you will never understand, and it will be better for both of us if you JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! and you can you back to your 'troubled, broken, hard' life and I can go back to mine

but as angered as I had felt, I was memorized by the way she spoke to me, no one has ever spoke like that to me. especially not a girl. I walked into English class to see Cat hanging out with Cam Brent. the biggest jerk in school. when I walked over to the desk she was sitting at, her expression hardened

"What do you want?" she asked

"Just wanted to see if you needed any help" I said cheerily

"Well, I don't, and if I did, I would ask Cam, not you. now just leave me alone" she said harshly

"Well, um" I stuttered

"SHE ASKED YOU TO LEAVE HER ALONE!!" Cam said standing up. we was at least 4 inches tall than me, but I could have taken him on, I jus didn't want to look like a bad kid.

But that's what Cat wants.... a bad boy I thought wait why do I care? I asked myself because I like her I answered

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