I think I was overreacting. I couldn't ignore him just because he didn't want to tell me his history. But I was like that. If I told someone something about myself, I would want to know about them too.
Maybe he wasn't ready to open up. Maybe something happened to him worse than what happened to me.
I should give him some space.
I closed my locker door and head to my first class. Maths.
I entered the class and immediately spotted Darren and Josh talking about something. I plopped myself on the seat beside Darren's and he looked away from the conversation he was having with Josh and smiled at me.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey," He replied. When he didn't say anything further I raised my eyebrows.
"What were you two talking about?" I asked, turning around to face Josh.
"You know the party that Darren was going to throw two weeks ago?" Josh started.
"Um...what party?" I asked, confused. I didn't remember them talking about any party a
Today was Friday and this was the day of the week that mom and I had what we called 'Friday Fun Day'. This was a thing that mom and I did every Friday if we were free. Ryan never joined us on our Friday fun days because he thought that we do only 'girly' stuff on that day. So he just spends the day at his friend's house and returns late at night. He actually was rarely at home. He was either at school after classes to do football practice or at a friend's house doing God knows what. But of course, he had strict warnings to not to indulge in...inappropriate activities like sleeping with someone, drinking or smoking. He was just sixteen. Okay, okay turning seventeen in a week but still it didn't mean that he was allowed to do anything of that sort.So it was our Friday fun day as usual. We weren't able to do this thing for a few weeks now because we were so busy. After my hasty exit from school I had gone straight home. Ryan was leaving for his friend's house."Hey," I g
It was Saturday. I entered the kitchen after a warm shower. My mom was leaning against the kitchen counter. She had her phone pressed to her left ear."But it's my holiday!" She said into the phone.I heard faint sounds from the other side but couldn't make out who it was and what they were saying."I last had a holiday two weeks ago."She paused, hearing the other person out."Fine. But if I'm in a similar situation like you, I expect you to help me too."There was a long pause before she sighed. "Okay."She hung up and looked up at me."What happened? Everything alright?" I asked as I grabbed an apple."I'll have to go to work today," She said, sighing."Why? It is your holiday today," I frowned."I know. It's just that one of my friend's mother is in the hospital and she needs to be taken care of. So I'll have to cover her shift today.""Don't they have someone else to do that?""Notgeres n
"Hi!" He shouted as soon as he saw me and I shushed him."What're you doing here?" I asked him as I saw him stumbling on the steps."I was bored...at the...partyyy," He shouted. "And I was missing you.""That doesn't mean you'll show up at my house. And that too, drunk!" I scolded as I helped him stand up properly. I swung his arm around my neck and helped him in, kicking the door close behind me."Seriously, Darren! What were you thinking? You could have got into an accident. You could have been hurt!"He just chuckled at this and when he saw me glaring at him, he stopped his cackling abruptly and put his index finger over his lips like a child.I sighed.I hated handling drunk people. They just acted so stupid and reckless. I hated being around someone like that. And it was partially because of my hatred for drinks. I didn't know why people drank. I could never understand why some people were even addicted to it. It was just so yuck
Sunday was quiet and quick to pass. My mom had to go to work on that day too and I felt bad for her as it had been nearly three weeks since she last got a holiday. I had spent the Sunday reading books and watching movies and Sherlock.I had not talked to anyone all day. Not Brian, not even Claire and most definitely not with Darren. I was not sure how to act when I saw Darren tomorrow. Would he remember what he had said to me in his drunk state? I was sure he was telling the truth. People always tell the truth when they were drunk.What would I do tomorrow?Monday morning came too soon and before I knew it, I was walking down the corridor towards my first class. Thank God I didn't share this class with any of my friends. They would have known that something was up with me and I wasn't ready to face their questions and looks. Especially Darren's.He probably doesn't even remember that he came to my house that day. But if he does, then other than him, only
I tapped my fingers on the desk. I didn't know what to do.It was the last class of the day and I could think of nothing but how to get a freaking boyfriend in a day.I shouldn't have done what I did.I left the tapping and put my fingers in my mouth, biting down on my nails.What are my options?A. Accept that I can't have a boyfriend. No way in hell will I do that.B. Find someone who can actually bear to be my boyfriend. Hardest task ever.C. Date Darren. Not a bad idea but I'll do that if I have no choice. And for even thinking that, I feel truly horrible.At least I have the last option if I didn't find someone else.I looked around the class. All the boys were either nerdy, studios and single or hot, smart and taken. Even the cute ones were taken.Maybe I wouldn't get anyone after all. Brian was right. I just didn't have the guts to go and tell a boy that I like him.
It had been more than a week since Darren became my boyfriend and I must say that all these days he had been nothing but really sweet to me.Naturally, Claire had tried to kill me because I didn't tell her about Darren and me. She threw a fit and refused to talk to me for the first two days. It was quite comical actually. Whenever she was angry, she looked very funny and I accidentally let out a chuckle once when she was lecturing me about how I never told her anything. That was a big mistake because her glare that followed my chuckle could have literally sent me six feet under.Luckily, it didn't because she loved me too much to do that.Darren was indeed a good boyfriend and he was always very protective and sweet towards me. Brian seemed distant again, though when I questioned him about the texts, he didn't answer me. He and Gemma were a thing now and as expected, Gemma couldn't contain her happiness and excitement at her new status and literally screamed in
I returned to the living room and Brian emerged from the kitchen five minutes after me. Good. Nobody heard us. I thought we were pretty loud during the confrontation but nobody looked like they heard it. Very good."I don't thinks the lights are going come anytime soon," Sam groaned. "How about we play truth or dare?""In the dark?" Claire questioned. It was getting really boring."We always have candles. So who's up?""Sam that would not be fun," I deadpanned.Sam frowned at me. Yes, I got hawk eyes and so I could clearly see the frown marring Sam's features. "So what, should we just sit here and stare at each other in the dark?" Actually, I think that wouldn't be a bad idea.A couple minutes later, a big scented candle was placed between us and Sam had an empty beer bottle in his hand. He placed it on the floor and spun it. The bottle spun for sometime before finally landing on Josh."Truth or dare, dude?" Sam a
"What do you mean?" I asked Claire, narrowing my eyes at her."I'm telling you to come with me. Everyone's going to be there and I don't want my only female companion to be Gemma. I hate her.""Then don't go," I shrugged. "Simple.""But I want to go! And you're going to come with me." Claire whined. "Everyone is going to be there! Darren, Brian, Sam, Josh, Tyler and J-" she stopped paused suddenly.I raised an eyebrow at her. "And?"She paused for a bit, "Jake," She finally said in a small voice."I'm not coming.""Brooke, please. Come on! I don't want to be there alone. This is the last party I'll be dragging you to. I promise.""Promises are made to be broken. But fine I'll come.""You will?""Yes...but um...who's party is it, again?""Blake.""Who the hell is he?""You don't know? He's the football captain of our school."I gave her a blank stare. "I don't know anyone from the footb