He HAD been avoiding me.
I stared blankly at his face until he finally turned to go. Immediately, that simple question started to taunt me once more.
My head started to spin again and I retreated to my seat before I fell. He had been avoiding me. ON PURPOSE.
There must have been a logical explanation, but my brain was swimming too badly for me to think of one.
I opened my textbook with closed eyes and inhaled sharply, which still hurt after my fall. A lump started to form in my throat and I kept my eyes shut to keep my tears from spilling. He MUST have been lying... Right?
I slowly opened my eyes and realized that the whole class was staring at me. I looked over to my teacher, who was leaning on his desk with one hand, a big smile on his face.
"I-I'm sorry um..." I said nervously, trying my hardest to keep the burning tears discrete. "I wasn't listening. Could you repeat the question?" Everyone laughed - except for Walter, who looked as though he felt bad for me...
"Are you sleeping?" The teacher asked mockingly, and everyone laughed again.
"No... No I just..." I stopped for a moment to conceal my pain. "Can I use the phone?" I choked.
"Yeah, go ahead." He chuckled, and motioned to the back of the room.
It took all I had to get to the phone and out into the hallway without falling over and bursting into sobs. I took a deep breath as the door closed behind me. I had to keep myself from crying.
I started to dial my mom's cell phone number.
What in the world happened? We had been best friends and now -
Now he was just ignoring me. Avoiding me even -
And I had no idea why...
"Hi mom." I half whispered.
"Hi Katie. What's wrong?"
"I don't feel good. Can you come pick me up?"
"What doesn't feel good?" She inquired.
Crap. It was just like her to ask questions like this. I didn't know what to say so I sat quietly for a minute.
"I got a bloody nose and I feel really dizzy now..." I was going to continue but she cut me off.
"Bloody nose? How'd that happen?"
"I don't know," I lied.
She stayed quiet for a moment.
"Ok I'll be there soon," she said half-heartedly and hung up.
I put my head against the classroom door. A little voice in the back of my mind was telling me everything was going to be alright, but the bigger part of my brain continued to jeer at me. "What are you stupid? Can't you see he doesn't like you anymore?! Why else would he be avoiding you?!"
Tears started to roll down my cheeks. "He probably didn't even like you in the first place!" The voices sneered.
I threw my fist at the wall angrily. "Shut up!" I sobbed.