Day 171. Brett was acting all weird around me. He seemed really confused with our conversation last night; didn’t know what to believe. So, I sat down with him and played the confirm-or-deny game with him. He was all embarrassed by the whole thing; his face was red. I tried not to laugh of awkwardness. Brett was really confused now.
“If his girl weren’t such a bitch, I would be upset,” Brett admitted.
“I understand that you would be upset. I’m not proud of what I did.”
“We’re all human. We make mistakes. The key is to learn from them.”
Then, we changed topics.
Nate would always come to my classroom during our breaks. When he came in, the first thing Brett said was, “You’re so good at lying.”
Nate looked at me and laughed. “You’re no fun, Jessica. We’re supposed to keep him guessing. It’s a joke, Brett.”
“Sure,” Brett said sarcastically.
I kept laughing through the entire ordeal.
The guys changed topics later on. There was more flirting on Nate’s behalf. He kept asking me what we were gonna do that weekend. It had become a normal thing.
At lunch, Bruce really ticked me off. As I finished my lunch, I took my backpack and left the table. Bruce had to attend an appointment anyway. It was still early, so I went over to Brett’s table. Him, Dave and Nate greeted me joyfully. I always felt welcome around them. Nate was obviously flirting. The guys didn’t mind it. They thought it was a joke between us. If they only knew… wait, never mind. I was feeling a little bit down. Had a lot on my mind. Our time here was coming to an end. Henry was soon to be in my class. Things with Nate were… weird. Bruce was really being a jerk lately. Henry showed up for lunch. And I was now trying to hide from a stalker. Luckily, the stalker left without seeing me and Henry didn’t come our way. It was not my day. Unfortunately, Nate noticed.
As we walked out of the d-fac, Nate followed close behind me.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. I’m just having one of those days.”
“Are you mad at me?”
“What?” Was I?
“You didn’t deny it.”
“Why would I be mad at you? Should I?”
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
“No; I’m not.”
“Why am I having a hard time believing that?”
Brett and Dave came up and we all walked back to the school house. I knew Nate was going to keep insisting. And when Brett and Dave veered off to talk to some other people outside and Nate followed me in, I made my way to the bathroom.
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