Our Little Secret

Chapter 8

Sarah

My last two classes are art and biology. Now I know that you usually only have six classes, but I'm really in need of the biology class and therefore I expanded my schedule.

My last class is finally over, and I head towards the parking lot. On the way I spot Jack, walking in the same direction as me, with his arm around a girl. Not the same one as before, this girl is almost as tall as Jack and has dark, red hair.

For the second time today, I feel a pang of jealousy mixed with irritation this time. Honestly, where does he find all the girls?

A lot grumpier than before I keep on much slower now, trying not to catch up with Jack and the redheaded one. Which is an impossible thing to do, since they are walking slower than a freaking snail. I could always pass by and pretend that I didn't see them, but that would be too obvious. Therefore, I hold my pace at a minimum to keep my distance.

Mum's car is nowhere in sight, so I really have all the time in the world. Suddenly Jack stops, puts his other arm around the girl and they start making out. I make a disgusted face and pick up my pace; there is no way in hell that he will spot me passing now. Without looking back, I go to the parking lot and sit down on a bench. Sulkily I pick up my phone and check Facebook, not that it is any fun, there is just a bunch of crap on that site nowadays.

I hear someone sitting down next to me, but I don't bother to check who it is. Continuing with my Facebooking I check my sister's profile, but she hasn't updated it for quite a while. Sulking a bit more I start writing a complain message to Lana, telling her how much my life sucks.

"Aren't you going to say hello?" Jack's voice interrupts me in my writing.

"I thought you were ignoring me." I mutter, sounding much grumpier than I intend to.

"Actually, I was the one smiling at you in history class, but you just looked the other way." He points out matter of factly.

"Yeah, well that was after you pretended you didn't see me at lunch when I waved at you."

"I didn't."

"Oh, don't bother, Jack! If you don't want to be seen with me in front of your friends, just tell me."

"It just feels weird," he snaps.

"You don't think it does that for me?" I snap back, and he doesn't answer.

"Why are you so grumpy?" He mutters after a while.

"It is none of your goddamn business."

"You are making it my business," he says just as pissed and I glare at him.

We sit in silence and wait for mum to come and pick us up. Finally, she arrives.

"By the way, why the hell are you taking an extra class?" Jack asks, walking towards

"Because I can!" I growl and open the front door. Jack jumps in behind me.

"Aren't you a good girl." He breathes in my neck, so mum can't hear him. I really want to turn around and hit him in the head but keep perfectly still. Controlling my breathing and not letting my anger get to me.

"How was school?" Mum asks, but neither of us answers. "That bad huh?" She says to the silence and then turns up the radio.

We arrive at home and I walk grumpily towards the house, not bothering to wait for mum or Jack. Opening the door, I enter the house and put away my stuff. Jack follows me in and does the same.

"Jack, I need to talk to you," mum says, entering the kitchen. He looks questioning at her but walks into the kitchen.

Oh lord, even mum likes Jack.