Being Good Enough

Chapter 23

Khadijahs POV

The 5-minute walk to the school was weird. I really feel like someone is watching me. I've watched enough Lifetime movies and shows on ID to just know you can't just brush it off. When your gut is telling you something is wrong, then something is usually wrong. Am I gonna get kidnapped? The thought made me start walking faster to get to the school.

Once I was inside the school and surronded by my peers, I started to feel better. Maybe i'm just being paranoid because me and Chris are sneaking around. Well, I have better things to focus on. Like everyone at school hating me.

Walking through the hallways went better than yesterday. No one shouted any rude things to me today. But some people still whispered stuff as soon as I went by. It aggravated me but I didn't say anything. People swear they were apart of me and Micheals relationship. They act like they were with us through it.

When I walked into math class, I immediatly felt awkward. Micheal looked at me. Once we made eye contact, he looked away. I stood at the door, not wanting to go in. Its way too early to face Micheal.

"Khadijah, we need to begin. Go sit down," Mrs. Vega snapped.

I trudged over to Micheal, unwillingly. Honestly, I would prefer to be literally anywhere else but here. Mrs. Vega began teaching. Normally, me and Micheal would be talking and laughing but not anymore. The tension was so high, I actually felt like I had to say something.

"Micheal," I whispered. He lifted his head off the desk to look at me. There was a dull, bored look on his face.

"Um, so I know its really weird between us now and you're mad at me but I really don't want you to hate me. I want us to be friends," I said, firmly.

What I said was what I felt, I didn't say it just to save face. I really hope Micheal won't be mad at me for too long. He is the nicest person I have ever met. It would suck if our friendship was ruined over a week of dating. I know Chris said something about not being friends with Micheal but he is just gonna have to get over it.

The look on Micheals face told me he wasn't too enthusiastic about my idea. "Khadijah, I don't hate you. At all. But, sorry I don't think we should talk," he said.

I felt kinda stupid now that he rejected me. I can't blame him though. Who would want to be friends with the person that broke up with them for someone else? I definitley wouldn't. Ugh, Micheal was so sweet and calm. If this was Chris, I knew he would've snapped on me. Why did Micheal even say sorry? He has nothing to apologize for.

Micheal put his head back down on the desk. Its crazy how a conversation that was less than 30 seconds could make me so sad. Maybe he just needs time to get over me. I hope he comes around soon.
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After facing Micheal, the next person I wanted to deal with was Mary. I approached her in the hallway when we were both going to the bathroom.

"Hey," I said unsure of where to begin.

"How did you get to school if I didn't drive you?" Mary asked. We stepped into the bathroom which was empty.

"I got a ride with Chris. Or do you still not believe me?"

By the look on Marys face, I could she still thought I was lying. "Show me pictures or ya messages."

"I got my phone taken away."

"Oh, that sure is convenient."

I rolled me eyes. "Go ask him. He'll tell you himself we're dating."

"Fine I will."

"Why wouldn't you believe me?" I asked, hurt.

" 'cause you don't seem like the kind of girl he would date."