What does it make me if I'm fooled more than a hundred times...by the same person.
Remember how I mentioned that H and I are on speaking terms today? Well...
The day started off with me texting everyone a Halloween song. A few replies I got were cheerful, and then I got a texts from Bre.
Why on earth am I so annoyed by her? My conversations with her are normal, yet every word she says makes me angry. I went to school upset.
In math I handed out chocolate to those around me. The girl in front of me passed on a chocolate to Maryna, who took it happily. When she found out it was from me, she threw it on the floor.
By then my patience was on the edge. I ignored everyone and focused on not lashing out.
In social I made an extra big effort to be happy. It worked. It was around this time that I received a text from H telling me she was going to skip forth period so we could hang out together. I got directions to her locker and was told what time to meet her.
So the day passed, until it was finally 2pm.
I went to my locker, and then made my way towards hers.
Nothing. I texted her and got no reply.
By then I had missed my bus and had no choice but to wait for the 3:30pm bus-eighty minutes later. Thankfully I found a girl at the mall who was in a similar situation as me.
Still, I was upset at myself and quite humiliated.
H has always done this to me, and every time I forgive her. Enough is enough. No way am I going to be paying her much attention.
I went to work sad and angry.
The rest of the evening was fun, filled up many laughs. At the end of the night, a guy I've been casually flirting with called me over. He handed me over a piece of paper which said: Call me tomorrow at 9pm.
His house number was on there.
Here's the deal with this guy: he's my "friend's" ex boyfriend. He's the guy who was interested in me while he was with her. He is cute. And I might like him.
I'm super nervous. We work together tomorrow. I'm thinking of giving him a note telling him to call me. Why should I be the nervous wreck, right?
Still, I'm not good with guys. I get nervous and clammy. I'll ruin this before it even starts.
Dear lord, please let something happen. Something good.