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Chapter Two of More Days As Friends
Heres chapter two! Chapter Two
Love or Lust?
After lunch, we all went to the Social Studies class. We sat in a desk and got a word search. Me, Allana, Kevin, Anna, and another girl were all sitting together working on the search.
"Liz, this is my friend Ashley. Ashley, this is my friend Liz." Allana introduced.
"Nice to meet you, Ashley." I said.
"You to." Ashley said. She was, like Kevin, wearing mainly black. But she didn't act like Kevin. Kevin acted gothish. Ashley seemed friendly.
"I found Asia!" Anna said. "See look. There's the A, S, I, A."
"Thanks Anna!" I said. "Oh look! It says tar!" I said. I added tar to the list of little words I had found. I had found mainly two and three letter words, such as you, red, had, is, and me. Allana laughed at the list.
"Ok, class, I'm afraid we're out of time, I'd like those word searches to be done as homework and turned in tomorrow. Now, I think you all go to Math next." Mr. Mosca said. We exited into the cramped hallway. I saw Evan leaving math.
"Evan!" I called. He kept walking. "Evy!" I called again. He continued on to the next class.
What was wrong? Why hadn't he noticed me? Was he ignoring me? So many questions cluttered my head. Did I offend him? Has he forgotten me? Doesn't he love me anymore? The last question echoed through my brain. He still loves me, right? He just didn't notice, right? Right? Suddenly, a bad thought came to mind. He doesn't love me, does he? He couldn't ignore me if he loved me. Has he pretended this whole time? Does he love another girl? I stopped dead in my tracks. Another girl? No, it couldn't be. Could it? I shuddered. An image came to mind. I saw me and Evan were walking over a bridge. The setting was really romantic. He took my hands. But when he looked at me, it wasn't me he was looking at. This girl looked like me, but she was different. She looked eviler. Better. She came closer to Evan. I looked down. I saw my feet. I ran. "Stop! No!" I yelled. But it was too late. He and the other girl. I couldn't believe it. He didn't love me. He loved this, girl, this person that was similar but so different, a girl I didn't know. My thoughts were interrupted.
"Hello! You know my name is Mrs. Lasorsa, and I teach Math. I've come up with something fun to get you all to know me better. Its called "All About Me", and its a little quiz to see how well you know me." She passed out lined paper. "Ok, you are going to copy down the answers as I write them. You will study them tonight for homework, and we'll have the quiz tomorrow."
As Mrs. Lasorsa wrote, I continued thinking about what had just happened. Evan? With another girl? It's impossible! I'm the one that loves him! Do I? I wondered. Do I love him? Or do I think I love him? Is he wondering the same? Am I a good girlfriend? Should I dump him? The thought surprised me more than I had expected. I noticed that I had snapped my pencil. In half. No, thats a terrible idea. Or is it? Yes, its sooo stupid! Breaking up because he didn't notice me once? Thats insane!
After a long day, I had finally arrived home. Evan hadn't noticed me three more times. Did he still love me?
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