Vacation Doesn't Count

“POV Frank”

I had ignored Gee and the other boy sitting by him for the rest of chemistry class and our other joined classes. I had written him a little note with my phone number and address to leave for him at the end of class, hoping we could work out whatever happened and maybe get back together. I had asked him to meet me at my house at 4, and not to seem too pushy or whatever I told him he could also just text/call me if he was busy or didn’t want to meet up right now. The address was written in neat, small letters; I stared out the note for the majority of class while nervously biting my lip. I felt my lip ring move a little as I bit on my inner cheek. I was terrified of rejection. I thought Gee wasn’t the type for deception or a fling, but how could I truly know? With a shaking hand, I placed the note on my desk, making it look as though I had left it in a rush to leave to class; knowing his curiosity would make him pick it up. After quickly out the door, I looked through the small window frame by the door to make sure I wouldn’t have to run back in to grab it before the teacher does. Gee had seen the note and I saw the temptation in his eyes as he talked to the taller, seemingly friendly boy standing next to him. Once he picked it up, I saw he seemed kind of upset, maybe I was being too clingy?Maybe the pity for my hope? Once I got home, I decided to change, for if Gee did show up. By the time it was almost 5pm, he hadn’t called nor come over. He probably flat out hated me and wanted nothing more than the fling we had during summer. After a few more minutes of thinking why he hadn’t contacted me in any way, my mom told me to wash up for dinner, with obvious pity displayed with her look. I smiled weakly at her to show her I was fine, which I wasn’t, and she could obviously see, but it was the thought. I could still smile. After dinner I wondered if I should give the girl from first period a call. She seemed nice and maybe I should give her a shot, at least so I can forget about Gerard. As I reached into my pocket of the jeans I had worn today to check for the note, it wasn’t there. Sometime during the day it had probably fallen from my pocket. I decided to ask her for it again tomorrow. Even though I truly only wanted one thing; Gerard…

Notes

short chapter, but I was gone for vacation for a while so I didn't have my laptop to update n stuff so hEY I'M BACK
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