"Alexis, I'm sorry! Please! It was a mistake! I never wanted to hit you! It wasn't my fault!" Justin's hurrying after me, trying to catch up.
"Forget it! I'm never going to forgive you! You can't take it back!"
"But it wasn't my fault!"
I spin around. "Oh yeah? Then whose fault was it?"
He doesn't say anything, just looks down at the ground.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." I walk away again. Justin doesn't follow me.
Justin stopped coming to school. I didn't see him again after he "apologized". I heard he moved, but other people said he just sits at home and doesn't do anything. I asked Ryan if he knew anything, but he just shuggred, saying he didn't care about Justin or anything that had to do with him. Christian says it's for the better. He said if he hadn't disappeared he would just keep hitting me. At first I agreed with him, but now I kind of miss him.
I'm dating Ryan now, and he's really sweet. He apologized for the whole thing at Alyssa's, and we've been together for three months. He says he's going to marry me someday. Christian and Alyssa started going out, and they plan on going to college together. Christian's already proposed. She said yes.
Kelsey Smith got pregnant, and her friend Nicole got tired of her, left the cheerleading squad, and joined the academic team. Some of Kelsey's other friends ditched her when she got all cranky and started craving pickles all the time.
I've thought about calling Justin sometimes, but he probably wouldn't answer, and somebody said that he changed his number. Ryan told me to forget about him, because I have him now. That's true. He's the best boyfriend a girl could ask for. And he takes me to Dairy Queen all the time.
I write something real quick in my diary, until I hear Kate calling me downstairs. "Alexis, come on! You'll be late for school!"
I sigh, close my diary, grab my bag, and hurry downstairs. As I walk to school, a range rover drives by, and I freeze as I see Justin behind the wheel. Then I blink, and the car is gone. I shake m head, thinking I was just seeing things. I go to school.
the end.
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