40. I'm Always Going To Need You
Monday came around, and I can't say I wasn't nervous to see Shawn. The thought of me...kissing him...oh God. Something is wrong with me. Aside that I still have a boyfriend who hasn't spoken to me much. I just want to see how today goes. If he wants to end it well...that's his choice and I'll have to respect it though it will definitely be hard. I knew I still liked him though, despite everything else.
I stepped into the hallway and headed for my locker. My eyes met Shawn's he gave me a small smile. Shit, he's seen me. My plan was to avoid him for a bit till I didn't feel so awkward but I guess I was going to have to face him now.
"Hey," I said when I approached him.
"Hey Michaels," he responded calmly.
So...was I the only nervous one?
"So um...I had fun on Saturday," I spoke.
"Glad you did. And if you ever feel like putting your life on the line, you know who to call," he joked with a wink.
"Yes I do," I laughed nervously.
"Well I gotta go," he told me. "See you later?"
"Yeah uh...sure."
I was confused. He was so calm...almost...too calm.
"Shawn wait," I suddenly called.
He stopped. "Yeah?"
Say something.
"Uhh...nothing," I finally said. "I'll see you later."
"Right," he said slowly before walking away.
I sighed. I guess what happened on Saturday wasn't a big deal to Shawn. I bet that almost kiss hasn't even crossed his mind once. For some reason that stings a bit.
After I was done with Shawn I decided to look for the other person I had to talk to today. I found him leaning on his locker talking to one of his team mates.
"Kyle," I called.
He looked at me then turned back to his team mates. "I'll see you guys later."
He turned back to me and let out a heavy sigh. "Hey."
"Hey," I replied. "How was California?"
"Great," he replied, an awkward silence following.
"I know I should've-"
"Is everything a-""Sorry," he said. "You go first."
"Are we okay?" I asked. "You seemed so distant everytime we talked."
He ran his fingers through his hair. "I...had to sort somethings out."
"Like?" I questioned. "Anything to do with me?"
"You know what, forget it," he quickly replied. "I'm sorry for putting you through that."
I frowned for a second but decided to let it go. If he didn't want to say what it was I couldn't force it out of him.
"Okay, it's forgotten," I lied.
"How about we go out, just us," he proposed. "I have practice but we can go after."
I shrugged. "It's fine really but if you want to then okay."
"So are we good?" he asked.
I smiled and hugged him. "We're good."
This is what I needed to keep my mind of Shawn. Ever since my conversation with Charlie the thought of him hasn't disappeared. I have Kyle back now though, and hopefully everything will go back to normal.
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Tutoring Mr. Bad Boy
Teen FictionMeet Khalan Michaels, the seventeen year old straight A, reserved girl who loves music. Shawn Mitchell, the school's bad boy who loves to skip classes and doesn't give a damn about anything. What happens when she's practically forced to tutor the gu...