bet on you

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Chapter 37 (v.1) - chapter thirty seven

Submitted: September 22, 2013

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"So, did you guys...do it?" Becca asks casually, taking another bite of her apple, and staring at me quizically. This morning she wanted to walk to school together, and I guess this must be why. She wants some answers to what happened on Friday.

"What?" I say, my face getting hot. "No!" No. That's all I have to say.

"Oh, well that's not what everyone thinks. You know, you guys left in a romantic kind of mood and all. And, the prom legacy." She smiles, and nudges me.

"It didn't happen." I say, feeling my heart beat faster. I don't think she even beleives me. I know she did it, but I'm not going to ask her about it even if she wants me to. I don't want to know.

She takes another bite of her apple. "I can't beleive the year is almost over," She says, meloncholy in her voice. "What am I gonna do without you guys?"

I frown, feeling sad suddenly too. "Have you gotten any word from a college yet?"

"Yeah. I got accepted to Northern University in Massachusetts."

"And you didn't tell me?" I ask, suprised.

"I just found out last night." She says.

I look at the ground at my shoes, and the pavement I walk upon. The day is nice, though there are gray clouds that hang in the distance. The birds are singing, and there is an unusual amount of silence in the city. There's no one around.

"What colleges did you even apply to?" Becca asks me, throwing her apple into the street to roll into one of the many sewers. She then starts taking off her jacket, because it's unusually humid.

"I applied to a lot..." I say, and start trying to remember them. I count on my fingers as I list them off. "Boston university, Bates College, Rhode Island Uni, Baypath university, University of Massachusetts..."

"What about Northern Uni?" She asks.

"No, not that one." I say, trying to think if I did or not.

"Damnit."

 

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We walk into the hallways of the school, and it's busier than usual. I thought by this time of year that people would be more laid back, and just not care about anything anymore. I mean, at least the seniors. Maybe it's just the freshman, excited to finally be 'accepted' and not just called freshman. Or maybe it's just the juniors, ready to be seniors already and be the top dogs of the school. Little do they know, it sucks to be a senior and they will want to be juniors, sophmores, and freshman again.

I say goodbye to Becca, weaving my way through the busy halls to my locker. Many girls are talking about prom, and how 'magical' it was. I want to roll my eyes, but I secretly agree that it was perfect. I get to my locker, open it, and look at my calendar, only see that there is only a week of school left. The date is circled in a big heart, as at the begining of the year, I was ready to get out of this place. Now I'm on edge about it.

I still haven't even gotten word from any colleges yet. Everyone else has.

What about Cody?

He hasn't said a thing about colleges. Maybe he hasn't gotten his letters yet either. Come to think of it, I don't even know any of the colleges he's applied for yet. What if we don't go to the same college? Will we have to break up?

I suddenly am sure that I'm not happy about graduating. I grab my books and shut my locker slowly, thinking too deeply.

Suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulder. My deep thought bubble pops, and I turn around quickly, only to have Cody meet me at the lips. I blush, surprise filling me, and then I feel a little happier. He pulls away after a moment, and chuckles to himself, his white teeth showing. "Did I interrupt some daydreaming, or..." Then, he tilts his head, staring at me with observant eyes. "What's wrong?"

Now I don't want to bother him. Damn him and his everlasting smile.

"Nothing." I say, adjusting my books in my hands and looking everywhere but his eyes.

He doesn't beleive me. I see it in his eyes. But he lets it go and keeps smiling. "Well, did you hear the rumors? Apparently we 'did it' on Friday."

My face turns red, but I try to hide it. "Now, why wasn't I informed of this?" I tease.

"I wasn't either." He gasps, with an adorable playful grin on his face.

He then wraps his arms around me, laughing. I can't help but wonder if this will soon be gone...


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