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            The next period we had Government, which was really boring. Adam and I sat in the back of the class, passing notes back and forth to each other. Occasionally we would play different games like dots, tic-tac-toe, or hangman. I was so happy that Adam was talking to me again, and my spirits really lifted. Lennie understood that I didn’t need a ride home anymore, so I would get to drive Adam’s charger home from school.

            The last period of the day, Adam had Calculus while I had study hall. I was a Library aide during the study hall, so I could go help out in the library every day, and then also have a quiet place to work on my homework. The only bad thing about study hall was that Justin also had this period as his study hall and usually came to the Library to sometimes chat with me and to do his homework.

            I was checking in the books in the drop-off box when he walked in. He approached the counter and leaned on it, staring at me.

            “Devon, we need to talk,” he whispered to me.

            “I’ll talk to you as soon as I’m done checking these books in,” I said not looking away from the screen.

            With a nod of his head, he turned around and went to sit down at one of the tables. I let out a collective sigh that I was subconsciously holding. The moment that I had been dreading all day was about to take place. My fingers trembled every time I picked up a book, knowing I was that much closer to ruining my chances with Justin. Not that they weren’t already ruined by what was going around today.

            As I picked up the last book, my hands began shaking uncontrollably. I was just so nervous and stressed over what was to come shortly, it was being shown through the nerves in my hands. Slowly, I checked in the book, and made sure that there were no more books in the drop box. Once I made sure of that, I slowly made my way over to the table that Justin was sitting at.

            He had his back towards me, so as I approached him, I tapped him on the back. Turning around, he looked up at me an immediately a frown appeared on his face. I motioned for him to follow me, and as he stood up I headed for the shelves way in the back where we could talk without being interrupted.

            I stopped when we reached the back of the library in a corner. I leaned back against the book case, readying for him to start talking.

            “So, I’m guessing that the rumors are true,” he said, a bit hurt.

            “Yeah, they’re true,” I said staring at the ground.       

            It was silent while Justin processed this information. “I just don’t get it D. You seemed like you were so interested in me. And now all of a sudden you’re dating him? This is probably why you called the date off, isn’t it?” he more stated than questioned. I nodded my head, afraid to actually speak.

            “When were you going to tell me that you were dating him? Or were you just planning to string me along for entertainment?” he said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

            “Justin, it’s not like that at all,” I tried to reason.

            “Oh really? Then how is it?” he asked defensively while crossing his arms.

            “I do really like you. But Adam asked me out, and I decided to give him a chance. We weren’t official and weren’t going to say anything until the cross country team made Adam blab. I was going on dates with you because if Adam and I didn’t work out, I was hoping that I would still have you. I wasn’t going to let it get that far with us if I knew that Adam and I were going to be serious. We even promised each other that no matter what we would break up after the homecoming dance,” I pleaded.

            “I just don’t know what to do anymore. I really like you and thought that we had something special going on. But now, nothing makes sense anymore. Are you really going to break up after homecoming?” he asked, partially with hope.

            “That’s what we agreed to,” I said shrugging my shoulders.

            “I’ll try to wait for you until then. I can’t promise anything, but I’ll try,” he whispered as he pulled me into a tight hug.

            I hugged him back, although it felt a bit awkward. It’s funny, because I really like him, but hugging him didn’t give me the butterflies, or make me feel safe. Well, you can’t have everything you want I guess.

            Letting me go, he walked away back to his table, and I walked around heading back to the counter to do more library duties. I kind of felt guilty that I was talking to Justin about that, and the hug too. But I don’t know why I felt guilty. Adam and I are only pretending to be dating, but yet I still felt guilty about it.

            After working on my homework for the remainder of the period, the bell rang. I went to my locker where I was meeting Adam so he could give me the keys to his car. Approaching the lockers, I saw Adam leaning up against his waiting for me.

            “So, here are the keys to my car. You have to promise that you’ll take very good care of her,” he said dangling the keys in my face.

            “I swear on my life that I won’t let anything happen to your car,” I swore, placing my hand over my heart.

            “Good, because if anything happened to my car, I don’t know if I could ever talk to you again,” he said completely serious.

            “Come on Adam,” I said playfully. “You know that if you could never talk to me again, you would shrivel up and die.”

            “Whatever, just don’t damage my car,” he said handing me the keys.

            “Thanks,” I said as on an impulse I kissed his cheek. “By the way, I talked to Justin during study hall,” I said warily, unsure of how Adam would react.

            “Really? And how did that go?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

            “It surprisingly went well. What surprises me is that he wasn’t completely mad at me, but instead he was really understanding. To think of it, it’s kind of weird,” I said while finally opening up my locker.

            “I guess that it’s hard to be mad at you Dev,” Adam joked. “But I still don’t trust him. I want you to promise me that you’ll be careful around him,” he said, grabbing onto my hand as if begging me.

            “I’ll be careful if it means so much to you,” I said giving his hand a squeeze. “Like we were talking last night, one of his qualities is that he’s caring. Last night when I cancelled the date, he thought someone died and he was ready to come over and comfort me. So I know that he’s not all bad,” I said putting my books in my book bag.

            “You don’t know him like I know him. He’s either putting on an act, or he’s showing you the real side of him. I don’t know which, but just be careful. I really don’t think we should be talking about this subject anyways while you and I are dating,” he said looking away.

            “Pretending,” I whispered in his ear. “But if it makes you happy, I won’t talk about this subject when I’m around you.”

            “That would make me very happy. Now, I have to get going so I can warm up, and I don’t want to be late. See you later Dev, and good luck at your game,” Adam said as he placed as kiss on my forehead and walked away.

            “Good luck at your meet too,” I called after his retreating form. Shaking my head, I finished putting all my books and papers that I needed and my book bag, shut my locker and headed out for the parking lot. Slowly, I approached Adam’s black Dodge Charger, admiring its beauty, for a car of course.

            I was jealous when Adam’s parents bought him the charger for his 18^th birthday, as it was my dream car. My parents went cheap and bought me a used Chevy Malibu. Finally, I would be able to drive the car. Adam never let me drive it, since it was brand spankin’ new. I unlocked the door and slid into the driver’s seat.

            Sitting behind the wheel of the car made me feel important. I’ve waited my whole life to drive one of these. Letting my fingers run over the steering wheel, I gently placed the key into the ignition and turned it. The engine silently came to life, its power being contained under the hood. With a check to make sure that no one was in my way, I backed out of the parking spot and made my way out of the school yard and headed down the road towards my house.

            Our school let out at 2:35, so I would have enough time to go home, do most of my homework, put some food into my stomach and get ready for the game. As I pulled up in the driveway of my house, my stomach grumbled as I turned the car off. I knew that I would regret not eating lunch, but I was upset and not that hungry.

            After finishing my Government and Physics homework, I went into the kitchen and started making myself some food to settle my stomach. I ended up eating a PB & J sandwich, along with a turkey and ham sandwich, accompanied with a large glass of milk and a chocolate chip cookie.

            Running upstairs, I changed into my game clothes, packed my gear into my bag. Looking at my clock, I saw that it was now 5:00, and the game started at 6:30, in which they wanted us back up at the school at 5:45, so I could take a quick 20-25 minute nap before I had to leave.

            Plopping down on my bed, I set my alarm to go off in 25 minutes. Laying my head back on my pillows, I shut my eyes, hoping that I could drift off into slumber land for a few peaceful moments before I had to leave. Visions of the day flashed on my eyelids.

            The first thing I saw was Adam leaning up against his car, smiling at me. But then my dream started to take a turn, as his nice smile turned into a bad-boy smirk. He stuck his hand out towards me, his fingers beckoning me towards him.

I found that my feet were moving on their own accord towards him. My feet stopped moving as soon as I was standing less than a foot away from Adam. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me flush up against him. I was caught staring in his eyes, which held something in them that I didn’t recognize. What I didn’t notice was that while I was staring in his eyes, our lips were growing closer together until they touched.

            Immediately I was woken up by my alarm going off. Sitting up, I rubbed the back of my head, lost in thought. Where in the world did that dream come from? It’s not as if I actually have feelings for my best friend, is it?

I just LOVE to hear from all you peoples! You make my day. Comments are like chocolate... or a really good steak.... yum. lol. Ohs mans... what is happening to Devon? The story has more twists as it goes on along the way... muah ha ha ha HA! I totally LOVE writing this story! it has me PUMPED! your comments give me that much more inspiration to write and make these good! How do you guys feel about Justin?

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