Slipping Away

Chapter 7

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Penny! Penny stop!" Mason called as he ran after me.
I stopped, and turned towards him, "Mason!" 
He ran up to me. "What's up?"
I looked at him, "Nothing...just off to class..."
"No way, me too."
"Really? I had no idea." I said sarcastically.
He was silent.
"So," I said, "What class are you off too?"
"Philp, pre-calc."
"You're in pre-calculous?" I gawked incredulously.
"Yeah, why?" 
"Isn't that like a senior class..?"
"Yeah..."
"Damn, Mason, you're just too smart. You're here taking pre-calc and I'm over here trying to figure out geometry."
"Well, I can tutor you if ya want..."
I hesitated, "Uhhh...Thanks Mace, that's really sweet of you, but I'm okay."
"You sure? I could be  a lot of help.."
"I-I'm sure you could, and would, but my schedule is so busy, with cheer and school and everything I just don't think I'll have time. Sorry."
Mason looked at the ground, hurt. 
Great I had hurt the one guy who was always there for me. 
"I-I understand," he stammered, "But uh, if you ever need help, let me know."
"I will." I  smiled softly, pitifully. 
"Well, this is my next class." He said pointing down the side hallway towards Ms. Philp's classroom. 
"Okay." I nodded. 
Then as we went our seperate ways I looked at the clock, 8:07, I'm late. Perfect. I rushed off to class.