It seems like everyone's in love with whatever they sell over there in the cafe. They say it's expensive but every penny is worth what you buy; the coffee is delicieux. That's delicious in French. Ah, French pastries and coffee, who wouldn't want to go there? The kids from my school, it's like their new hangout now. Everyone except me has been there. I'm always stuck at home, doing the never ending homework I receive every single day.
But now that's gonna change, because as of tomorrow morning, I shall be there, in my dark purple Armani blouse matched with the new black beret I bought last week. I'll be eating freshly baked French croissant with the most awesome mocha latte, writing poems about the guy I'm madly in love with, and people would call me madamoiselle Scarlette...
"Hey! Earth to Scarlette. Can you hear me? You know it's gonna be a long way home if we miss the bus." That was what Cara said. Cara's my best friend. She's been my friend for as long as I can remember, telling me what's right and what's wrong, comforting me when I'm down, and all that girly best friend stuff. We live in the same neighborhood, her house is two doors away from mine. From the beginning of high school, we've been getting the same classes. Well, most of it. It's like a curse or something, but I'm glad. I probably would die if we didn't see each other all the time.
I replied, "Oh, sorry. I was thinking of what to do tomorrow. Wanna join me at the new cafe tomorrow?"
We were walking to the bus stop. It wasn't a long walk, but it wasn't exactly short either. It's at the end of the street and the school's front gate was at the other end. You could imagine how sweaty we'd get on a hot summer's day. We talked, about this and that, our other friends, Jess, Kim and Sara joined. They don't go home with the bus though, but they like walking to the bus stop. That's where most people are after school.
"Oooh, Luke there, I think I see someone," said Cara in a teasing tone, telling me that my crush has arrived to where we're at.
Jess heard her, and she didn't know who I liked. She didn't even know I had a crush. I don't like telling her my crushes because every time she'll lead to telling them! And that's when things will get awkward. I'm not saying she's a bad friend or whatever, it's just, sometimes I want to keep things to myself. Cara knew only 'cause I was smiling like a buffoon a few days ago after talking to Luke.
Luke Hampshire. He's a senior in Rosemoor High, and I'm a sophomore. He's not really the sporty type, he's more of a geek. You know, one of those guys who wear glasses with zits all over his face, playing computer games everyday after school. I met him through Sara. She's his neighbor. I've known him since last year, I just recently got close to him. He's just so thoughtful and funny. He makes me smile, and I haven't had a crush in ages. Not that I'm thinking of having a boyfriend, I just like having a guy who likes me. Not that I'm saying he does, but hey, who knows? He might.
I pulled Cara to the side, pinching her hand, telling her not to say anything, but I don't think she heard me. She was too busy saying it hurt, my pinch. Well, who told her to say that out loud? She knows that I didn't want anyone to know, she knows that it was a secret. I even kept it from her, and now to tell Jess, who I do not trust and Sara who's so close to Luke, he's like her brother? How could she? It's just not what friends do. Ugh!
We went back, Luke was in front of Sara, Jess and Kim beside him. No matter how mad I was, I couldn't stop smiling. I was hugging Cara, saying that I was sorry I pinched her so hard. Jess on the other hand, was so loud that even the tiniest sea creature at the bottom of the ocean could here her, "Luke, Luke who's here! Luuuuke!" She tilted her head, indicating that she was talking about him, Luke.
Sara and Luke looked clueless. And then Sara said, "what's going on here? I know you're talking about him, but what's going on?"
Not understanding, Luke left.
Great, Jess, just great. I hate telling my friends who my crushes are. Maybe I used to tell them everything, but now it just seems as if that's what they all do once they get to know what I'm keeping in. They tease. I'm okay if they tease me when he's not around or when he's far away, but to do it right in front of his face? That's just not cool. Seriously! Why is it so important to say it out loud? Why can't they just keep in inside? Sure, they could ask me what we talked about, they could "oooh" me all they want! But nooo, they just had to tease me when he's there, embarrassing me. They just had to make my relationship (we're just friends) with him awkward. Ugh.
Kim and Jess left.
For some reason, I was even angrier at Cara than I was at Jess. Perhaps because I told her before to keep it a secret, to not let anyone know. Because I trusted her. I guess that proves me wrong, she's not to be trusted. It's like I can't trust anyone at all. In my mad tone, I scolded her, asking why she did all that. She said, "it's not like anybody heard me. Just Jess. You pinched my hand, do you know how much that hurt? It could be paralyzed for all I know. I was just playing, what's wrong with you?"
What's wrong with me?! What does she mean what's wrong with me? What's wrong with her?! I wasn't the one making her tell Luke I like him. I wasn't the one who started the teases. But ugh, whatever.
I chatted with Sara for a while. At least she's a good company. But then she left not long after. I waited with Cara in silence. The bus came a few minutes later. We boarded, only one seat available. I had to sit next to Cara. Boiling blood was still rushing inside of me. I was so mad, and I didn't want to talk. I just wanted everything to end soon. Very soon. I looked out the window the whole ride home. Cara didn't start to say anything, that was even better.
I reached home 15 minutes later. I've finally cooled off. I'm thinking I should write an apology letter to Cara. Every time I get into a fight with somebody, it's always my fault, so this could be one too. I still think it's her fault though, but it's better if I start the apology. I just hate it that she did that. I guess that's just how people are. Luke's not worth a friend anyway. It's for the best if I stop liking him. Besides, one of the reasons I didn't want my friends to know was because my other close friend, Lindsay, almost liked him. And it'd be as if I stole her crush, isn't that just mean? It's a sign from the universe that I should stop. How could you deny a sign from the universe?
And so I wrote the not so long apology letter. I still am not ready to talk to her, and I so do not know how to face Luke. I do know everything's gonna be okay. I'll pass the letter to my friend sitting next to Cara, Amber. She'll put it in her pencil box or something Monday morning. I'll just have to rest and have the weekend all to myself. What can you change? It's the past.
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