Unplanned

three days & arguments

"What?" He snapped at me, pulling open his locker and grabbing his backpack out. I stood shocked, waiting for a more pleasant response to the simple question I asked. He swung the bag onto his shoulder and slammed his locker shut staring at me. "Hello? You obviously needed something." Still no change in attitude, all for asking about his classes? I rolled my eyes turning on my heel to go to third period, which was a two flight climb away that usually took me the entire 7 minutes of passing time. I could hear Everett groaning in frustration behind me before I felt his hand wrap around my arm and spin me towards him. Before he was able to speak, I cut him off.

"You were completely fine this morning in first period. You snapped at me for asking a simple question." His attempt to but in failed, because I was not done talking. "I'm gonna be late for my class. Bye." I turned around and began walking, yet this time no hand around my arm or groaning. Now that I was annoyed, I had a little extra pep in my step, giving me plenty of time to make it to my class and sit dwelling over the rollercoaster of events that just happened.

I'm have no idea why Everett decided to react like that, with such a sudden outburst of annoyance. If we're being honest here, I still don't know much about the kid. We aren't dating. We've really only spoken a handful of times, all within the last week, yet today he greets me in the hallway with a kiss and getting mad for trying to have a polite conversation. Gosh, I am an idiot. I have sex with a boy two times, within a week, let him kiss me at school when we're not dating, and charm me with his annoyingly handsome face. I need to get a grip. I mean it's only been a week; no, less than a week. I seriously am an idiot. It's confirmed. I have lost all respect for myself and let a boy swoop in to my life, in a matter of days. I am acting like the type of girls I despise. How did this happen?

"Janey, would you care to join us here on Earth instead of your day dream?" My teacher cut in from her discussion, and I nodded quickly before pulling out a notebook and pen. Gosh, I got so wrapped up thinking about him I hadn't even moved since I sat down. I need a pep talk from Abbie; a real slap-you-back-into-reality kind of pep talk.

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The day dragged on with no further interactions with Everett, which I am grateful for. No stupid boys to block my brain. No longer will I let his chiseled face and gorgeous body distract me, or let my mind roam. I am a new woman. With my newfound confidence, I strolled to my car getting in and waiting for Abbie to find her way to her designated ride for life. The passenger door opened and shut abruptly and I chuckled wondering what could have my best friend in such a rush. Before words left my mouth, I didn't see long blonde hair out of the corner of my eye but a very familiar short brown cut.

"Everett, get out of my car." I reached to open the door and push him out but he grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go, no matter how hard I yanked. "Would you let go of my hand and get out? You made it perfectly clear you didn't want to talk earlier, so get out!" The volume of my voice increased due to the frustration he was causing me. He's always grabbing me and refusing to let go.

"No! I didn't mean to be an ass earlier. Please, I'm sorry, just give me a minute to explain?" His eyes were soft and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach fluttering around. I wish I could trap them in a cage and forget about how much control he has of my body. I didn't say anything, hoping he would get out and leave but I overestimated his ability to read the signs I was giving. Instead, he took the silence as an invitation to speak. "I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier. I really am, I didn't mean to. I'm just really stressed because my grades are dropping and I'm embarrassed."

"Can you let go of my hand?" My tone flat and emotionless, he let go of my hand and pleaded with his eyes. He continued his ramble, despite me not even looking in his direction.

"I know that this thing has only been happening for a few days, but I do care about you and I'm really sorry for hurting your feelings earlier. The truth is-" Suddenly, he was quiet. Confused I looked at him and he was staring at the palms of his hands. I nudged him, urging him to continue. "Okay look, I don't know what it is, but I can't stop thinking about you. I truly care about you and I've never felt like this before." I know that my face was not in anyway kind, but do you blame me? This kid is dang near confessing his love after knowing me for just a few days.

"Everett, you hadn't spoken to me before three days ago and suddenly you're infatuated with me? All because we slept together Halloween night?" He rolled his eyes at my statement. Probably shocked I wasn't a melted pool of myself in his hands. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I was beginning to get annoyed again, very quickly knowing Abbie should've been in the car ages ago but because she wasn't, I was dealing with Everett and his stupid boy brain.

"You know what, forget it. I guess I'm just faking it right?" He huffed, opening my car door and slamming it shut in seconds. I sat, stunned at what just happened because it happened so quickly I hadn't fully processed it. Before I could, Abbie finally left the school building running to my car. She hopped in like no big deal and to avoid the situation for the moment, I did the same. I faked a conversation with her while my mind was running a mile-a-minute, trying to understand what Everett was saying. As I drove I replayed the words exchanged over, and over.

I mean seriously, he can't really care about me that much because we slept together a couple times; right? There's no way that's possible for a human teenage boy, especially Everett. Not to say he isn't one of the sweetest guys I've met, because he is, but it just isn't what you'd expect. It's only been three days. It's impossible to begin gaining feelings for someone in three days. We've gone out one time and he was late, although he did have a good reason why. We've hardly had any conversations. One thing I can say is I do have his phone number, how I got ahold of it, no idea. None of this seems right.

"Hey, um, Janey?" Abbie asked, and I realized we we're now parked in a completely different location: the diner. "What are we doing here?" I looked at Abbie's confused face trying to find the answer myself considering I don't remember even starting to drive. I just stared at her until something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. Everett's truck.

"I guess I'm giving into him."