As I walked into the apartment I smelled breakfast for supper. Not happening. Mom and Joel are always eating breakfast for supper. I don't like it. I go into the kitchen and say "Hi, I think we're going to Vynal later." mom says "okay thats fine what time?" "Well, I'm not sure." "Alright then, heres some money for you and Chy to eat on" "Tanks mom." I take the cash and head back to my room to write in my journal. Before I do anything I look into his apartment. Still nothing. I hop on my bed and grab my journal and go to town. I just tell about my day, then it gets sketchy. I start talking about Brison. His long hair, the fact he always wears his green beanie, his green eyes, he only wears band shirts or flannels, and his skinny jeans. What's going on with me? I shouldn't think about this, I can't. I can't like him. I won't like him. I just can't fall for anyone else. After Pheonix, I can't love anybody. He hurt me so badly. I just can't Writing just made it worse, which really scared me. Writing about it always made it better. Just not when I need it most. Music. Music will help, it has too. I yank my earbuds up and shove them into my iPod and turn it to shuffle. EatmewhileI'mhot comes on.. One of Brison's favorite bands. I set my iPod on my desk and think about what might go on tonight. Did he invite the new girl? He hadn't told me her name, he didn't want me to know. Why would Brison be interested in a girl like me. I'm not half as pretty as her. I never will be. Now I just feel awful. Does he have her number? Did he want it before I distracted him? I can't like him, so why am I even thinking about him. I should just give up on guys.. Now I sound like a 12 year old. Screw this. I'm not going to Vynal. I'll stay at home. No, because then I'll just think about it more. I'll go to Traxx. That's what I wanted to do anyways. Maybe if I distance myself from him it'll make me not have these feelings for him. Maybe I could forget about those eyes, and that jet black hair, and his beautiful mouth an- UGH. Stop it! Okay. I'm going to call Chy and see if she needs a ride, if she does I'll drop her off and go to Traxx.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Not the Exception
Novela JuvenilWhy would he like me? Who would like me? Nobody, I'm just that weird girl.
