I close the school doors and head to my first period math sitting down.

Luckily Michael only has one class with me. Because I don't think I can talk to him today.

The bell rings and the teacher gets our attention. "Today you will be using the Mac books on your desk to take a test. You may start now." He says.

People open the top and start typing away. I answer a couple of the easy questions and then take out my notebook to answer the hard ones.

I take my time on the harder ones checking them over three times. When reaching the end I hit the submit button and close the lid.

The bell rings and people pack and leave the room.

I put everything in my bag and swing it over shoulder going to my next period.

Then see Michael walk in on our second period class AP world history.

But sit in my seat along with everyone else. "Okay class, today I've prepared a new seating chart. So listen close." She says.

"Ms.Coltberry and Mr.Halling you will sit right here together." She says.

We sit by eachother at the tabel, I try to avoid his stare. "Why have you been ignoring me since Friday?" He asks.

I gulp slightly and look at the people sitting down. "Okay, now this is just annoying." He says.

"No, you know what's annoying?" I ask him, he shrugs. "Well text me when you find out." I say, "I know you're probabaly still mad that Clay broke up with you. But, that's, that's the past."

"Yah, I know. But, that's not why I'm mad." "Then what is the reason for you being mad?" He asks.

"You wouldn't understand. Trust me." I say. He nods and looks away.
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I'm at eating a bag of Doritos as I walk around the school at lunch. Trying to collect my thoughts and think if I wanna tell Michael how I feel.

Then I crash into Keke, literally. "Watch it!" She yells, "hey, sorry." I say, "so, still trying to get with my boyfriend?" She asks.

"What I-." "Don't even act inossent. From when I first met you I could tell you didn't like the fact Michael had a girlfriend." She says glaring at me.

"I suggest you stay away, Clay already started the job of ruining  your life. Don't make me finish it."
She threatens.

Then with that she's out of my sight.
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Michael runs up to me as I walk to my car in the school parking lot. "Hey, where you off to?' He asks.

"Home." I say, my answer as dull as an unsharpened pencil. "I'm confused. Why are you so angry. Is it because of me?" He asks.

"Well, do you really want me to answer the question?" I ask, he nods buldging his eyes.

"Well, when I first met you, you kissed me. And on Friday I-I- found out you had a girlfriend!" I shout.

"Wait, you liked me? Like you dug me?" He asks, "yah! And I'm actually surprised you never noticed."

He runs his fingers through his hair. I see his girlfriend in the back behind him walking.

"I should leave." I say, I get in the car and start it. Then drive home holding in my emotions.
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My eyes flutter open to see the golden bright light pour through my bedroom window. I take the covers off and get out of bed.

I brush through my hair, then do my make up. I throw on white ripped jeans with black tights underneath.

Then put on a black tight crop top with a strap around my neck. Afterwards slipping on my heels.
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I sit next to Michael in second period. He looks at me, so I look at him. "What's up?" I ask him.

"I'm sorry that I have a girlfriend. I mean it's just not a good time for us to be together. Obviously." He says feeling sorry.

"Yah, it's fine. But, do you think we'll ever be together?" I ask him. "I don't know. It's 100 percent possible. I don't know what the future holds." He says. I nod smilling a little.

The bell rings and my teacher closes the classroom door. "Okay, now may everyone take out your textbooks." The teacher calls out.

Chatter starts as people get their textbooks from their backpacks. When everyone has their books we turn our attention back to the teacher.

"Turn to page 104." He says. People flip through pages groaning because history sucks.

"Okay, I want everyone to do three pages of Cornell notes on this chapter." He says, people start groaning and cursing.

Then we all stop talking and get to work eventually.
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I sit at lunch with Michael and his girlfriend. If I couldn't I wouldn't, but it's worse to walk around lonely. People will think you have no friends or your sad.

I bite into my burger and chew slowly. "So, are we going to the dance next Friday?" Keke asks Michael.

Michael looks in my eyes sympathetically. "Um, yah, of course." He says, I eat more bites so I can't talk.

"Who are you going with?" Keke asks me. "Um, nobody really." I say chewing on the last bite of my food. She looks at me in disgust.

"I can see why." She mumbles, "What did you just say?" I ask her glaring. "Nothing, it's better if I didn't say." She says.

I swallough the chewed up food and eat a sun chip from my bag. "I might stay home that night and give myself a little makeover." I say.

"Yah, you need it." Keke snickers, she bites into her carrot. "Can you be nice." Michael demands rudley.

"No, you know what. It's fine!" I yell, I snatch my bag and put it on. Then take my Izzie.

I walk away starting to drink it. I hear footsteps and Michael grabs my arm.

"Hey, why are you leaving?" He asks. "Your dumb freaking girlfriend. She hates me!" I yell, then walk off.

I'm done with guys, it's a waste of time. So, I'm going in rehab.