I texted Tucker during History.

gabe: hey man I'm sorry for being late

tucker: you should have gotten up earlier, we need to talk

gabe: bout what?

He didn't answer me back. I would have liked to say it was because the teacher confiscated his phone, but I knew that wasn't true. Tucker Wallace never got caught texting in class, not ever.

He was mad at me.

I didn't know why. I had the feeling I had forgotten something, which happened a lot, I hated that I couldn't remember simple things and people always blew up in my face because of it. It hurt because when I did remember your birthday, or your car keys, or Mother's Day, nobody cared. Nobody. I don't get anything for my efforts.

Maybe it was about time I stopped caring.