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Chris' text message:
"I'm about to fall asleep . . I haven't heard from you . . I just wanted to let you know that you're the cutest and . . can I please have you? . . haha . . no, seriously . . can I have you? . . haha, do you remember that video on youtube? CAN I HAVE YO NUMBA? CAN I HAVE IT? . . remember when we watched that video together and laughed our asses off? . . CAN I HAVE YOU, MICHAEL? . . CAN I? . . PLEASE? HAHA"
UGH.
Can I please erase Chris from Michael's life???!
Why does Chris have to be into Michael? it's not enough that Keisha still wants him desperately . . no . . his best friend wants him, too.
I can't take this.
I feel so low about myself already . . having two people to compete with is a living hell. I can't even compete with Chris! I hate the fact that Chris is in love with him . . I hate it so much. Why can't he just be straight and have a girlfriend?!
Why does he have to be in love with Michael?
Every flippin' female at our school is in love with him . . I just cannot live with that. I'm having such a hard time accepting the fact that Michael is so popular. Everybody knows his name at school. Every freakin' student knows him.
Every freakin' guy and every gorgeous girl at school knows who he is.
~ Michael's point of view ~
I lay down to sleep and realize that I forgot my phone at Jordyn's house. I'm too lazy and too tired to get up and get it . . I'm sure she'll bring it to school tomorrow. I'm a little worried about the stuff I have on there, to be honest . . . but I'm sure she'll never check it.
She's not that type of girl to snoop around.
Not Jordyn.
I don't think there's anything for me to worry about.
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The next day I wake up to my mom opening my bedroom door. "Honey? . . time to get ready for school, you're gonna be late!"
"Ok, ok . . . I'll be right up, mom" I slowly get out of bed, take a shower and go downstairs. Mom is getting ready for work, too. "Are you hungry, baby?"
"Naa . . I'm good . . thank you"
"I gotta go, honey . . I'm late for work . . I see you in the evening, take care, ok?" She kisses me on the cheek. "Bye, mom . . love you!"
"I love you, too!"
I pack my school stuff, get on my bike and ride to school. I'm not in the mood to walk . . it's not far away but it's raining today . . on the bike I'm much faster. I arrive at school 15 minutes before the bell rings . . I don't see Jordyn anywhere. I hope she doesn't forget to bring my phone to school today.
"Mike!"
I look to my right. "Chris . . whassup?"
"You never replied to any of my messages, dude!"
"Sorry . . umm . . I . . left my phone at Jordyn's house"
"Oh . . you were at Jordyn's house yesterday?"
"Yea . . . we just watched a movie . . "
"Ok . . ."
"Chris, have you seen her around?"
"No . . I haven't see her"
The school bell rings. We all walk inside the classroom and take our seats. Looks like Jordyn isn't coming to school today . . her seat is empty . . and everybody else has already taken their seats. Damn. I really need my phone.
Looks like I have to stop by her house after school to pick it up.
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AFTER SCHOOL
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Today was rough. We had three tests and I didn't study for one of them. I get on my bike and get going. I stop in front of Jordyn's house and knock on her door.
No one answers.
I knock again . . . still, no one answers.
Dammit.
This can't be happening . . I need my damn phone! I knock on the door and ring the door bell a couple more times . . still nothing. I get back on my bike and decide to ride home. I look over to the park and see Chris over there with Enrico. I lean my bike against our fence and make my way over there.
"Mikey!"
"Hey, guys!"
Enrico greets me with his special handshake. "Dude, why don't you ever pick up your phone anymore?" I roll my eyes at him. "I don't have it on me! . . I left it at Jordyn's house yesterday . . and she's not home . . I was just there, hoping I could pick it up . . but . . no"
"Uhhhh . . dude, she's gonna read all your dirty messages" Enrico says, laughing hysterically. "Shut up . . she's not that kinda girl, ok?"
"Yea right . . all the girls are the same when it comes to their guy's phone . . she's so gonna read all your messages, dude . . you're screwed"
"She's not reading my messages . . just let it go, ok?"
"Whatever, Mike" Enrico says, turning away, throwing a little stone into the fountain. "I'm in the mood for some beer . . who's with me?" He asks, looking at all of us.
"I could go for a can" Chris answers. I nod. "Yea, sounds good" Enrico grabs his bike and rides to the nearest shop. I'm here sitting in the park with Chris and it's a little awkward. "I was hoping you'd reply to my test message last night"
"Sorry, I didn't read it . . I'm hoping to get my phone back today . . I'll go by her house and pick it up later, I guess . . I hope someone will be home"
Chris walks closer to me. I take a nervous look left and right to make sure no one is looking at us. "Mike, I gotta tell you something"
"What?"
. . . . .
"I love you"
I chuckle nervously. "Chris, don't . . this is not the time nor the place"
"There's no one anywhere near us, Michael . . and I don't wanna kiss you . . I just wanna let ya know how I feel . . you look cute today, by the way"
"Thank you . ."
He grabs me by my shirt and pulls me up to him. I quickly take a step back. "Chris, don't" He lets go, letting out a silent laugh. "Sorry"
"Chris . . can I have your phone really quick?"
"Sure, what for?"
"I wanna try calling my phone . . maybe Jordyn picks up"
I grab Chris phone and call my number. Maybe she'll pick up this time . . I hope she will. I really want my phone back.
. . . . .
. . . . .
"The number you have dialed is not in service at this time"
What? . . not in service? . . what is going on? . . there is no way the battery is dead . . I had it fully charged when I was at her place.
I give Chris his phone back and sit down on the bench. Chris takes a seat also. "I'm sorry you don't have your phone on you, Michael . . I know how much that sucks"
"Tell me about it . . I hate not having it"
"If . . if you want you can have mine until tomorrow . . I can survive a night without it . . no problem" I look at Chris. "Are you serious?" He laughs. "Yea, you can have it until tomorrow if you want" Chris hands me his iPhone. I'm speechless right now. I never imagined him to be so generous to lend me his phone like that.
"Chris, that's really nice . . are you really sure?"
"Yea . . don't worry about it . . I still have my laptop at home to watch YouTube and stuff . . and I know yours broke, so . . I don't mind giving you my phone . . that's what best friends do, right?" He says, giving me a light push.
I smile. "Yea . . yea, that's right"
"I love you, dude . . I'd do anything for you, Michael"
"Thank you, Chris . ."
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I just came home. I stopped at Jordyn's house but no one answered. Again. I'm not drunk or anything but I'm tired as hell. I had like three or four bottles of beer . . I don't even remember. I can't believe Chris gave me his phone. That was sweet of him. He knows how much I hate being without a phone.
I take off my clothes, take a quick shower and lay down on my bed. I wonder where Jordyn is and why she didn't come to school today. I hope she's alright.
I grab Chris' phone and open the twitter app. I log into my account and look at all the tweets I got. Then I open Chris' Instagram account and realize that he has tons of likes from the same account. I click on it and realize that all these likes are from Anthony.
The guy he met at the hospital.
. . . . .
He liked at least 30 of Chris' pictures . . Anthony sure as hell likes liking pictures on Instagram. What a loser.
I open Chris' text messages . . damn! . . there are at least 50 text messages from this Anthony dude. What the hell are they even texting each other? . . not that I care, I'm just saying.
I open Anthony's most recent message and read it:
"I would really love to see you again sometime . . I really like spending time with you, Chris . . please call me back when you see this message, ok? . . . Ant. xxx"
. . . . .
Yea, you wish, Anthony.
. . . . .
I open another message from him and read:
"I really wanna kiss you right now!"
. . . . .
. . . . .
Yea, umm . . ain't gonna happen, dude.
~ Jordyn's point of view ~
I'm dead.
I'm so dead.
I was hurt and angry yesterday reading all this stuff on Michael's phone, I couldn't help but delete everything on it. I had no idea what was going on with me but I had no control. I was crying so hard . . . and after I deleted everything I saw no other way out but to break his phone.
He cannot find out that I looked through his phone. I had to break it. I felt so ashamed and lousy this morning for doing what I did, I couldn't go to school today . . I didn't have the heart to face Michael and tell him that his phone no longer exists.
I smashed it . .
I burned it . .
It's completely gone.
I can't believe I did this. If I hadn't touched it in the first place then none of this would've happened. God, I hate myself so much right now . . I can't believe this. How will I break this to him? . . how?!
I can't just be like 'hey, I broke your phone because jealousy was eating me alive' God, I'm screwed. I'm dead. Michael will be so angry at me.
Thank god my mother wasn't home when Michael stopped by this afternoon. I saw him through the windows. But I couldn't answer the door. I had the lights off all day because I knew Michael would come by to pick up his phone after school . . . it broke my heart but I had no other choice.
There is no way I can face him again . . he will ask me where his phone is and what will I tell him?? . . how can I break this to him?? . . I can't.
I'm so dead.
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NEXT DAY
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I just arrived at school. I can see Michael, Chris, Enrico, Elena and Jennifer over there . . oh . . and of course Keisha is there, too. I'm shaking all over my body . . I am so nervous. I can see from here that Enrico is pointing his finger in my direction . . Michael turns around and looks at me.
Oh no . .
Now he's walking towards me.
Gosh. I can't believe I put myself in this position. He walks up to me with a smile on his face. "Hey Jordyn, I'm happy to see you . . why didn't you come to school yesterday?"
"Umm . . a family emergency . . I see you at school" I say, walking away from him. Michael follows me. "Jordyn wait . . umm . . I left my phone at your house the other day . . did you happen to bring it with you? I'm kinda missing it"
. . . . .
I can't . .
I can't tell him the truth.
Looking at him now with his gorgeous face and his cute smile . . there is no way I can break it to him.
"Umm . . oh . . I'm so sorry . . I totally left it at home" He smiles. "That's alright . . I'll stop by your house after school to pick it up, ok?"
. . . . .
"Umm . . sure thing, Michael"
He walks close to me and kisses me on my cheek. "See you later" He says, giving me his most beautiful smile and then he makes his way back to his friends. I'm digging myself deeper and deeper into this hell hole . . I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.
I just couldn't. What will I tell him tonight when he comes by to pick up his phone??
WHAT WILL I TELL HIM?
I just lied to him!
I looked into his eyes and lied to him with a straight face.
To be continued . . .