Story of a Girl #15
Friday night was classic. Dinner with friends, he rented a limo (♥!!), and we walked into the dance, hand in, well crutch, and everyone stared. I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world. I was so happy. I had Caleb, i looked gorgeous, but there was something missing. It was as if having a big fat whopping cast on my leg took away from the night. Caleb went over to get us drinks (cliche, i know.), and as he was standing by the table, i saw this girl Meaghan, an old "enemy" of mine, walk up to him. My stomach sank. What was going on? Meaghan put her hands on Caleb's shoulders and whispered something in his ear. I hobbled over, pretending to see someone i knew, looking happy, to listen in on whatever she was doing.
Me and Meaghan go back to sixth grade, when i was going out with my first crush, and all we really did was talk. We didnt hold hands or anything, but one day she told us to, and we did, because she shoved our hands together. It was awkward. It was lunchtime, and i needed two hands to eat, so i was starving when i got home and couldnt explain why. We broke up a few days later and then Meaghan went out with him. I was completely humiliated. Just how i felt as i saw Meaghan try and kiss Caleb on the cheek. He pushed her away and she dramatically fell to the floor, freaking out because her dress got "dirty."
Caleb walked over to me furiously. "Come on, lets go outside, i need to cool off."
I hobbled as Caleb walk- no, RAN, outside the gym.
"What did she say to you?" I asked him.
"She told me she liked me, and she wanted me to forget about you and dance with her. She tried to kiss me, Lee!"
"I know, I'm sorry." Caleb mustve been really freaked out.
"I really like you, i hope you know that," Caleb told me as he hugged me. "I dont want to lose you because of some jerk like her."
The rest of the dance went as planned, dance, talk, get a drink, dance, talk, get a drink, repeat.
Untill i walked downstairs to leave. Our school's gym is on the second floor, its weird, and i was hopping down the stairs, Caleb had offered to hold my crutches with one hand and he was holding my hand with the other. Meaghan decided that she wanted me to get hurt further, and my arm was still fragile, and hurting a bit, and as i was on like, the first of 17 steps, i was tripped. By, who else, Meaghan's little follower, John. All i felt was my leg hitting each stair, Caleb gasping in horror, and i felt my wrist twist around. As i got up, Caleb handed me my crutches, and i saw his face, it was pale white. "Caleb, I'm fine, i swear. My wrist only hurts a little bit, it'll be perfect tomorrow, and my leg is plastered into a cast, so its fine." I told him. He still looked worried, and i watched as worry changed to anger.
"Where is he? I'm going to kill that guy" He said, clenching his teeth.
"Caleb, i appreciate it, but im fine. i need to go home."

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