'How could I be so stupid?? So stupid as to believe him. I was actually naive enough to think he ment what he said. And here I thought I had listen better than that.' I got up out of my desk and followed the crowd out of the room. Down the stairs to my new spot for lunch. Hoping <I>they</I> wouldn't be there. I was going to be one pissed of girl if they were. It was my spot first, and I didn't wanna have to see them be all lovey dovey with one another. Considering not long before he had told me that he wanted to be with me, and hour later seem she changed his mind.
I turned the corner to my hall. Empty.
"Good" I muttered bitterly. I continued to the old heater unit and sat on top of it. I opened up my book and stared down at it, but i didn't really read it. How could I? There was too much going on in my head. Too much I was thinking about. About him. Holding her. Telling her that he loved her. I knew I deserved it, but still. It hurt.
I wanted to cry, but i couldn't. I couldn't allow myself the display weakness in public. Not where he could see how pathetic I really am. I sighed and attempted to get a hold on myself.
"What are you doing over here?" A familiar voice asked me.
"Reading." I said, my voice tight.
"By yourself?" He asked. I couldn't be sure if there was actual curiosity there or not.
"Yes." I said as i marked my page and stood up "Well, see ya" I said as nonchalantly as possible. I walked away and around the corner, hoping he wouldn't follow. Of course, I wasn't that lucky. I sat down at an empty table. He followed suit. I sighed dramatically and said, "What do you want?"
"Do I have to want something to sit with you?" He asked, obviously offended. I dropped the act of not caring and said frankly and bitterly,
"Well why else would you sit here?"
He of course didn't seem to like this reaction.
"Adalee. . ." He began, "Why are you doing this? You're being reclusive."
"So?" I asked, not seeing his point.
"So that's not good." His brow furrowed and I could see the beginnings of a frown, His frustration growing.
"What does it mater Collin? I mean really. So what if I decided to be a recluse?" I could tell he was getting more and more frustrated as this conversation was going on, but I couldn't stop myself from saying thins that i knew would bother him.
"Adalee." His voice had a more dangerous tone to it than before. I'd never heard him use it one me.
"What Collin? What do you want me to say?" My voice bitt
I turned the corner to my hall. Empty.
"Good" I muttered bitterly. I continued to the old heater unit and sat on top of it. I opened up my book and stared down at it, but i didn't really read it. How could I? There was too much going on in my head. Too much I was thinking about. About him. Holding her. Telling her that he loved her. I knew I deserved it, but still. It hurt.
I wanted to cry, but i couldn't. I couldn't allow myself the display weakness in public. Not where he could see how pathetic I really am. I sighed and attempted to get a hold on myself.
"What are you doing over here?" A familiar voice asked me.
"Reading." I said, my voice tight.
"By yourself?" He asked. I couldn't be sure if there was actual curiosity there or not.
"Yes." I said as i marked my page and stood up "Well, see ya" I said as nonchalantly as possible. I walked away and around the corner, hoping he wouldn't follow. Of course, I wasn't that lucky. I sat down at an empty table. He followed suit. I sighed dramatically and said, "What do you want?"
"Do I have to want something to sit with you?" He asked, obviously offended. I dropped the act of not caring and said frankly and bitterly,
"Well why else would you sit here?"
He of course didn't seem to like this reaction.
"Adalee. . ." He began, "Why are you doing this? You're being reclusive."
"So?" I asked, not seeing his point.
"So that's not good." His brow furrowed and I could see the beginnings of a frown, His frustration growing.
"What does it mater Collin? I mean really. So what if I decided to be a recluse?" I could tell he was getting more and more frustrated as this conversation was going on, but I couldn't stop myself from saying thins that i knew would bother him.
"Adalee." His voice had a more dangerous tone to it than before. I'd never heard him use it one me.
"What Collin? What do you want me to say?" My voice bitt
