"of course i want a ride its freezing out here" i said bluntly looking around to see if anyone else was going to show up and ask for a ride so i wouldn't have to talk to him.
"Then c'mon" he said becking me to the malibu, boy did i love his malibu, it was a calm tan car that practically touched the ground and my father approved it himself for me to ride in.
I bit my lip and sat in the passanger seat of the vehicle and he got it and started driving. It seemed to take forever to get to school. Time passed so slowly for me, I was still upset and wasn't in the mood to speak, but he didn't get the hint and started himself.
"Look, im sorry for yesterday, i should have told you i would have been late, you know how forgetful i can be." he said like ive known him for six years
"and im sorry for everything i said, i know how much you care, and my friends want to get to know you, they told me they truly do like you." he didn't understand, of course he didn't understand, id never be friends with his friends has long has i was the only female in the group i felt unwanted, they were all dicks anyway. Talking about how cool it'd be to stay after and play magic or yugio. I realized i was so pissed, i was squinted at my hands in anger while my nails bit into my flesh. He looked over at me and seemed to sadden, good, maybe he'll finally know my pain. He looked to the road and softly grabbed one of my hands and i realized i had left marks in them. I was ready to cry again, he rarely grabbed my hand, infact, i grabbed his. But now that he was holding mine, i felt..guilty...like i some how started this.
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