Chapter four: Facing My Fears

A/N: I do not own Just Listen, all rights go to Sarah Dessen.

If there was one thing that I have learned in the past few months it is how to run and hide. I figured out how to run from my past, and hide from the haunting memories that came with it. There was nothing more that I wanted than to run and hide right now. But not from the past or from my remarkable is my Algebra homework that I am currently dreading. Sure I had a number of distractions and not a lot of motivation to complete the 30 problems that were assigned today, but none of them were as distracting as the texts that Owen and I were communicating through.

Sure ever since my first day here, we had been eating our lunches together on teh roof, except for the time that it rained (violently) on us. But I knew where all of this was heading. I have been down this road before. I knew what I had to do, but I just don't have the gumption or the lady balls to do it. I suppose there comes a time in every friendship where one or the other friend think that the friendship could turn into a relationship. That thought alone terrified Annabelle, she knew that no relationship ended well. Still the thought of being in one with Owen gave her a hope she didn't even know she had.

The sun was too sunny, my alarm didn't go off, I couldn't find my essay for english class. I could tell that today was not going to be a good day. I somehow got to school without crashing my car, althought someone almost side-swiped me when I was pulling out of the driveway. I go to my locker and see Owen leaning against it with his earbuds in. For some reason or another he always and I do mean ALWAYS had his ipod with him. The only time that I know of that he didn't have it was when I was scrolling through it to see if he had any songs from one of my favorite bands. Needless to say, he did.

"So, do you randomly stalk me or did you forget your copy of Romeo & Juliet in my locker again," I ask Owen with a half smile. Over the past few weeks I had come to find that he liked the half smile, I haven't quite figure out why yet. "Well, it just so happens that I have some good news," replied Owen with an excitment that I thought only children enter a candy shop possessed. "So what is the good news," I asked. "In order to find out you have to agree to go to dinner with me this friday night," Owen said with a confidence that I only some day hope to achieve. To be honest I was torn. I knew I shouldn't but yet I couldn't think of anyting to cause me to say no. I was scared and excited all at the same time. "Sure, I would love to," I said as I pushed him out of the way of my locker. "Just as long as you don't make me late again," I answered with a voice I hope was not full of terror.

Who knows this might actually end well. Well maybe not, but it's a mistake that I am going to have to make because I can't call it a mistake untill I make the mistake. Oh, I am quoting Lily off of How I Met Your Mother.