Chapter three- Game Time

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I wake up for school the next morning and check my phone right away. Still no calls or text from either Gracie or Hazel. Ugh, I really need to get back up friends.

I get out of bed and look for something to wear. I decided to wear a light blue skin tight skirt with flowers on it with a dark blue sweater. I tuck in the swear in my skirt and put on my white Nike's. I keep my hair down today because I don't feel like doing anything with it today.

I eat breakfast and go outside to wait for the bus. I check my phone one more time and still nothing. The bus finally pulls up and I quickly get on.

"Morning." The bus driver greets me and I smile at her.

I look around for Gracie, but there's no sign of her. What the heck? Did something happen to them? I sit in the same seat I did yesterday, alone.

I get to school and only see Cash sitting at the bench. Well, where could they be? I look around for them, but I still don't see them.

"Where are Gracie and Hazel?" I ask him, sitting down next to him.

"I saw Hazel's mom drop them off." He says and folds his hands in his lap.

"What?" I slump my shoulders. I basically give up at this point. I'll just go look inside for them and if I can't find them, then I give up.

"I'll be right back, Cash." I stand up and run inside the school. I go to Hazel's locker and see both of them standing and talking. I hurry and run up to them.

"Why are you guys avoiding me?" I sigh and try to catch my breath.

"Maybe it's because you bailed on us with Jagger. You're lucky we never told Cash." Gracie rolls her eyes and crosses her hands over her chest.

"Tell Cash what? We didn't do anything. I was looking for you guys and he saw me so he offered to take me for a walk." I throw my hands in the air.

"Liar. Jagger came up to us last night and told us you two had a make out session." Hazel's tone is harsh, too harsh. Wow. Jagger is a jerk.

"I never did that! I would never cheat on Cash! Jagger was a jerk so I went home." I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Sure." Gracie huffs and they both turn to walk away and leave me by my self, embarrassed. I can't believe Jagger would do that to me. I did nothing to him. I'm confused and hurt and I can't see straight.

I walk into homeroom and see no Jagger. I sit at the same table I did yesterday and slump my shoulders in my chair. I wipe the tears falling from my face, hoping no one has seen me. I put my head down and think of positive thoughts. Cash. Cash is who I need right now and I just ran away from him.

"Rae?" A deep voice whispers and taps my shoulder. Great.

"What do you want?" I scoff, with my head still on the table.

"I was wondering if you were coming to the party again tonight." I hear him pull out a chair and sit down.

"No." I snap. I feel like I've snapped at Jagger too many times in the past two days. He's the reason I feel miserable.

"Damn, Rae, what's gotten into you?" He chuckles. I swing my head up and give him the most dirtiest look I've ever gave someone.

"What's gotten into me? How about the fact that you lied about what we did last night. Telling my friends we had a make out session? Yeah, not cool." I roll my eyes and sit back in my chair. I'm almost positive my face is as red as a stop sign, but maybe it will scare Jagger.

"Is it your time of the month?" He leans in and whispers.

"Are you trying to push me?" I shout and the class goes quiet. Damn it. Jagger turns and looks around at everyone looking at me and then looks back at me. He must notice I'm embarrassed.

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