I Was Wrong
c h a p t e r
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Finally, lunch.
I sit at my usual table, well, my new usual table
with a cheeseburger and apple juice in front of me. I
hate school food, but I have to eat something, and
anyway, there is no boy I have to worry about seeing
my disgusting style of eating. Ethan is sitting at a
table with a bunch of guys, but he isn't sitting
next to any of them. Ethan must not have many
friends, but I'm surprised because he is very
friendly.
Alyssa approaches my table. Before she reaches me,
she looks at everyone else sitting at my table and
looks like she is completely disgusted. "So,
give me the details!" She says that to me like
she is my friend.
"Why would I tell you?" Why would I tell
her? She's not my friend, or even an
acquaintance.
"Because I told you what would happen, so I
deserve to know," Is that really a
reason?
I decide to lie, "He didn't try anything on
me, in fact, we had such a great time
studying, we decided to do it tomorrow
too," Ha, I probably made her feel like an
idiot.
"Then why isn't he sitting with you like he
was yesterday?" That was unexpected. I
didn't know what to say, I just looked at her.
"I warned you," and she smirked at me and
then got up and went to her table.
One week. One week I haven't talked to Ethan, Sam
or really anyone. That week was very boring and
uneventful. That was one week of my life I will never
get back, but this week, I am determined to make it
better. The first thing I want to do is make things
better with Ethan. I missed him like crazy and I
could not stop thinking about him.
Today I'm going to ask him to come over to my
house and we could talk and I hope he will accept the
offer.
The school day went by slowly and I think it was
because I am so nervous about asking him to come
over, but finally that time arrived.
He was walking out of the school and I was walking
quickly behind him trying to catch up,
"Ethan!" I screamed so he would hear. He
stopped, hesitated, and then turned around.
"What?"
Okay, just ask Jennie, the worst thing he could say
is no, "Can you please come over to my house so
we could talk?"
He looked at me for a long time and then finally
said, "Why? We aren't friends," I guess
that's worst then no. It sounded like he
wasn't intentionally trying to hurt me, but he
did.
Before I said anything, I gasped and then managed to
say, "Please," I was about to cry.
He took one good look at me and said,
"Okay."
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