If I Survive

Chapter 8: Re-Evaluating

I KNOW IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I LAST UPDATED, THOUGH IT'S NOT LIKE ANYONE'S BEEN READING AND MAKING DEMENDS ANYWHO, HAHA. ALAS, HERE'S TO FUTURE CONSISTENCY AND SOME FANS, I HOPE!! :)

TUESDAY MORNING, BEFORE FIRST BELL

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I open my locker and place my jacket inside, taking out my books for the day with a heavy sigh. Unfortunately the walk to school that was supposed to clear my head and relax me, did the exact opposite. The whole way I was bombarded by stupid thoughts I wish I could forget, all revolving around Zane and I. Now I can't help but kick myself in the ass for not thinking things through at the beginning, which was only a few days ago. I slam my locker shut with a bit more force than necessary, earning a few looks from nearby peers. I slump away from the bank of lockers and make my way to first period Geometry. There are only a few other students in the classroom when I arrive, so I take my usual seat all the way in the back, by the windows and continue with my morose thoughts.

To say I was happy about finding Zane would be an understatement, but it bothers me how little I know about him, how easily I made out with him and invited him into my room, how steamy I allowed myself to become with a virtual stranger. I cross my arms on the desk and allow my head to fall onto them. What kind of girl did he think I was?