Guilt—that’s how I felt at that very moment.
My three day suspension was over and I had to go back to school. How was I supposed to look Ruby in the eye and pretend like yesterday didn't happen? How was I supposed to pretend like her boyfriend did not confess that he likes me?
I saw Ruby waiting for me at the steps of the school entrance. When she saw me, she smiled, and I returned a forced smile. She must have noticed that something was bothering me because her smile faltered, and a small frown creased her forehead and she looked at me worriedly.
“What's up?” she asked as she got up from the steps.
Oh, nothing. Just that I may or may not have feelings for your boyfriend.
“Nothing,” I said.
The guilt was building inside of me. I wanted to tell her so bad, but I could not. She's
