door and toward me.
Even in sweats and with her hair pulled back, she is still take your breath-away-good-looking. It isn’t the greeting that I expect or hoped for. She crosses her arms across her chest and glares out the door. I suddenly find myself swallowing a large lump that has formed in my throat. She just glares, not moving one muscle in that perfect little body. I reach out grabbing the silver door knob, turning it once and walk in. I glance around for her parents, but it looks like we are all alone. I walk over cautiously pulling at her arms to unfold them.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask.
She folds her arms across her chest again, and stares into my eyes.
“I think you should leave Cameron,” she says.
What? Why does she want me to leave? I try to unfold her arms again, “Why, what’s going on?” I ask.
She shakes her head.
“I know what you’re up to. Your friend Max filled me in last night. Every senior’s mission, that’s nice, Cameron. Now get OUT,” she screams.
“Max, what are you talking about?”
What the hell is she talking about? What exactly did Max say to her?
She rolls her eyes, and then opens the door, “Goodbye.”
I reach over her shoulder, pushing the door shut.
“Wait, what did Max say to you?” I ask, as I lean over her. God, all I can think of is kissing those pouty little lips, and she wants me to leave. She pushes my arm off of the door, and steps around me.
“It’s not important. I was stupid to think you and I could work. This is exactly what I didn’t want, I should’ve walked away at the park,” she says, whipping herself around.
I just stand there. She turns to look at me and I stare into her ice cold eyes, still thinking that she is exactly what I want.
“I need to know what he said Kat.”
“If you really want to know, go ask him yourself.”
My head is in a daze, what the hell could Max have said to piss her off so much, I never told him anything. If it weren’t for the feeling of cold air on my neck, I wouldn’t have known I was back outside. She is pushing me out the door, telling me over and over to leave.
“Just go.”
“No, I don’t want to go,” I tell her.
She pushes me again, “I don’t want you here. Now leave.”
She storms into the safety of her warm house and locks the door.
I sigh, what else can I do? I leave with my tail between my legs, feeling like I had just been kicked in the balls.
I jump back into my car, I can’t dial Max’s number fast enough. What the hell just happened? I had my senior year all planned out from the moment she walked into History, now what? Fumes could be flying out of my nose at this point, I am pissed. She is the most amazing thing to look at, to talk to and now Max of all people, seems to have ruined it for me. He doesn’t answer.
I drive into town, looking around for several minutes before I spot them walking out of the Barnes and Noble. Max has this thing with bringing girls to B & N to make out in the nonfiction section of the library. He likes the fact that they can get caught doing god knows what. Actually, I do know what.
I roll down my window, yelling out, “Max, wait I need to talk to you.”
He turns, his arm is wrapped around Ellie, one of Stephanie’s friends, and fellow cheerleader. I pull my car into the empty spot, and jump out.
He looks away from Ellie, “Hey, where did you go earlier, Steph’s looking for you,” he says, as he walks toward me.
“Screw Stephanie. What did you say to Kat, last night?” I ask.
He pulls back, “Kat? Why what’s it to you?” He asks.
I look at the two of them, pointing with my eyes to move away from Ellie. She’s the last person I need hearing this. He whispers something into her ear and walks to the corner with me, she stays in front of the bookstore.
I look straight at him, “Max, I need to know what you said to Kat.”
“Dude, I just told her that a lot of guys were after her, that’s it,” he says, like it’s no big
Even in sweats and with her hair pulled back, she is still take your breath-away-good-looking. It isn’t the greeting that I expect or hoped for. She crosses her arms across her chest and glares out the door. I suddenly find myself swallowing a large lump that has formed in my throat. She just glares, not moving one muscle in that perfect little body. I reach out grabbing the silver door knob, turning it once and walk in. I glance around for her parents, but it looks like we are all alone. I walk over cautiously pulling at her arms to unfold them.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I ask.
She folds her arms across her chest again, and stares into my eyes.
“I think you should leave Cameron,” she says.
What? Why does she want me to leave? I try to unfold her arms again, “Why, what’s going on?” I ask.
She shakes her head.
“I know what you’re up to. Your friend Max filled me in last night. Every senior’s mission, that’s nice, Cameron. Now get OUT,” she screams.
“Max, what are you talking about?”
What the hell is she talking about? What exactly did Max say to her?
She rolls her eyes, and then opens the door, “Goodbye.”
I reach over her shoulder, pushing the door shut.
“Wait, what did Max say to you?” I ask, as I lean over her. God, all I can think of is kissing those pouty little lips, and she wants me to leave. She pushes my arm off of the door, and steps around me.
“It’s not important. I was stupid to think you and I could work. This is exactly what I didn’t want, I should’ve walked away at the park,” she says, whipping herself around.
I just stand there. She turns to look at me and I stare into her ice cold eyes, still thinking that she is exactly what I want.
“I need to know what he said Kat.”
“If you really want to know, go ask him yourself.”
My head is in a daze, what the hell could Max have said to piss her off so much, I never told him anything. If it weren’t for the feeling of cold air on my neck, I wouldn’t have known I was back outside. She is pushing me out the door, telling me over and over to leave.
“Just go.”
“No, I don’t want to go,” I tell her.
She pushes me again, “I don’t want you here. Now leave.”
She storms into the safety of her warm house and locks the door.
I sigh, what else can I do? I leave with my tail between my legs, feeling like I had just been kicked in the balls.
I jump back into my car, I can’t dial Max’s number fast enough. What the hell just happened? I had my senior year all planned out from the moment she walked into History, now what? Fumes could be flying out of my nose at this point, I am pissed. She is the most amazing thing to look at, to talk to and now Max of all people, seems to have ruined it for me. He doesn’t answer.
I drive into town, looking around for several minutes before I spot them walking out of the Barnes and Noble. Max has this thing with bringing girls to B & N to make out in the nonfiction section of the library. He likes the fact that they can get caught doing god knows what. Actually, I do know what.
I roll down my window, yelling out, “Max, wait I need to talk to you.”
He turns, his arm is wrapped around Ellie, one of Stephanie’s friends, and fellow cheerleader. I pull my car into the empty spot, and jump out.
He looks away from Ellie, “Hey, where did you go earlier, Steph’s looking for you,” he says, as he walks toward me.
“Screw Stephanie. What did you say to Kat, last night?” I ask.
He pulls back, “Kat? Why what’s it to you?” He asks.
I look at the two of them, pointing with my eyes to move away from Ellie. She’s the last person I need hearing this. He whispers something into her ear and walks to the corner with me, she stays in front of the bookstore.
I look straight at him, “Max, I need to know what you said to Kat.”
“Dude, I just told her that a lot of guys were after her, that’s it,” he says, like it’s no big
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