Brenna
Rest of the night, I had spent turning this way and that. Every time I closed my eyes, my own words mocked me and despite the fact that he had made me say the words, I felt the sting of his rejection when he didn’t “f**k me”.
Right now, I was sitting in the English lecture and paying no attention to whatever Mrs. Stanza was saying because at the last bench was sitting- Maddox Carter. I could feel his penetrating gaze at my back. My pencil ran across the paper as I wrote whatever came to my mind. I wanted my ledger and the notes, and that photograph. They were the things that were most important to me. And, I had left them behind and now I didn’t have anyone to talk to.
“Miss Scherbatsky!!”
I jerked upright, which had the pencil and papers cluttering down to the floor. "Y-yes,
