Tommy's Girl (Chapter Two)

2.  School Blows. . . Seriously

By the time Monday rolled around I had pretty much mellowed out (that's what sucks about anger, it burns up way to quickly), so when I saw picked Kara up for school I didn't really say much about what happened at Brad's party on Friday night.  The bitch in me really wanted to slap Kara for being such a stupid whore, but the nice side of me, the one that had been her best friend since first-grade, didn't want to be mean.  I kept my focus on the road so that I didn't have to pay attention to either side.

The radio was blaring some new alternative rock song so it made it that much easier not to have to talk to Kara. 

When we got to school I headed straight to my first class, not wanting to hear the gossip that was no doubt spreading through the school about Kara and the jock. 

As I was walking to Algebra II I couldn't help but think about Kara's boyfriend, Tommy Smith. 

"I wonder if he's heard by now? . ." I mused aloud.

Walking through the door to the classroom I froze.  I forgot that Tommy had first period with me.  I had also forgotten that he sat right beside me in said period.

The trip from the door to my seat felt like the walk of shame.  I couldn't stomach the fact that my best friend had cheated on Tommy. 

Whoa! Why did I care so much anyhow? I mean sure Tommy was a nice guy and all, but it wasn't like I really knew him.  We had talked every once in awhile, but you know.

So why was it that when I sat down across from him I was suddenly sweating guilt from every pore? 

I felt my anger returning.  This was all Kara's fault.

"Hey Justine, you ok?" Tommy's voice was filled with concern.

I whipped my head around so fast I got dizzy.

"Umm, yeah, I'm fine. Why?"  I laughed nervously.

"You look a little pissed off."

"Oh, yeah, I guess I do. . I was just thinking about someone."  I was also thinking about how much I would love it if that someone got hit by a bus.

"I see."  He said calmly. "Well I hope this "someone" doesn't see you anytime soon.  I heard that you had quite the temper."

"Oh really," I laughed harshly. "And who told you that?"

"Kara did."

"Oh!" I said, shocked.

I turned my face away from him.  I didn't want him to see the guilt he brought to my face.  Tommy was a nice guy, he didn't deserve this.

"So is it true?" His voice was curious.

"Is what true?" I asked without turning my head.

"Do you have a bad temper?" More curiosity.

I turned back to him and smiled. "Yeah," I said, still grinning from ear to ear. "I guess I do