I have liked Salad so much over a long period of time, and sometimes I think Will is right, fate brought us together. How else would two people who did not get off to a good start, really become great friends? Sometimes it seems like we are destined to be together. But right now I have a problem with him.
I have liked him since about October of 2007. Or if you really want to get technical here, around March 21st of 2007, I admitted to 3 of my 4 best friends that I liked him (but I truly believed that I didn't), and then in May of 2007, I admitted it to another good friend (again, I really didn't believe it though). Then not too long before my Spanish regents, I had a dream that he kissed me and after that I realized that I really did like him. And of course I see him the day of my Spanish regents, so during the test I couldn't stop thinking about him. But after that I finally got it through my head that I would never see him again, luckily I knew that it was just a silly little crush so I was able to move on. Then boom, first day of school there he is in my chemistry class and my gym class. The crush didn't come back yet though, so that was a good sign. No...it waited until I found out that he hung out in the math wing between 4th and 5th period and talked to him several times before I figured out that "Hey maybe I do actually like him." and then I stupidly told him, we ignored each other for awhile and then we had this whole on again/off again friendship.
Now I'm going out with George, he asked me, I said yes. And now that I'm taken, he finally realized "Hey...I like her." Yeah how annoying is that? You fall for a guy and then the moment you get another guy, the first guy realizes "Hey I think I like her" Wow...
The scary thing is I think George and Salad are jealous of...each other. Scary no? But I think it's true (obviously I'm not completely sure because I can't read their minds) because if I talk to Salad, George ignores me, and if I talk to George, Salad ignores me.
Biggest example: Wednesday night. Frank invited me to this thing where I could play soccer with them and some other people. Some other people included Salad, George and Salad's two best friends "Bee" and "Lyn" (who turned out to be completely awesome by the way) and the whole night Salad talked to me and acknowledged my presence but all I got from George was a hello. A lousy hello.
To make matters worse: Every time I turn around Salad is there. It's freaky really. I keep seeing him and I feel like I know most of his schedule. I was late to English class once because Will was bugging me and Kate and I were having fun and I walked past Salad's classroom and just as I'm walking past it, out comes Salad. Scary isn't it? And want to hear something funny? When I have English, Frank is right next-door to me, George is also next door to me (but on the other side), Salad is down the hall, Kate is further down the hall and Will and Aaron are right underneath us. So basically I spend most of my time between 8th and 9th period with them. But that varies on Salad's behavior and George's behavior.
Where are my friends on all this? Laughing their asses off of course! Chloe hates both Salad and George, because she knows them (sort of) and thinks that they are both completely insane, but is encouraging me because she says that if I have stuff in common with them then they can't be all that bad. Kate just goes with the flow...Angie I think would rather me with George but Will really wants me with Salad because he still believes that we are destined to be together.
But who knows what I'll do right now. Both George and Salad aren't making things easy on me, because Salad thinks it's cute that I'm with George and has made it clear, but everybody I've talked to says that he's jealous. Kate even saw first hand in chemistry class, leaned forward and said "Yeah...Salad is jealous"
Right now...I just want to know...if they are jealous of each other...because it seems like they are...well, I'll just have to wait for Monday to see what happens.
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