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Ch. 12 Heartbroken and Gone
I groaned when I heard my phone go off. I looked at it, Amy, I clicked ignored. I had told my mother I wasn't feeling well. She didn't ask question and let me stay home. I really didn't feel well, but at least I wasn't puking. I just kept on playing the conversation in my head. I felt like a horrible person. Tears began to fill my eyes again. I heard a knock on my door. I put the covers over my heard and pretended I was sleeping.
I always needed a coffee in the morning. Today I felt really crabby. My mom was sent overseas, again. Needless to say, I wasn't happy. I hoped it wasn't too long. I looked at my phone. There was a message from Mark, my boyfriend. We had been fighting a lot lately. I was thinking about breaking up with him. I just haven't had a really good reason to. Suddenly I bumped into someone. My coffee spilled on me.
"Hey watch where you're going," I snapped. I looked at the person I bumped into. It was that boy from my math class; I think his name is Ed. I was stuck at how brown his eyes were.
"Sorry," I heard him mutter.
"Maybe if you weren't so busy in dweebland you would have seen me," I snapped. I didn't know why I was so angry. It was just an accident.
"He said he was sorry. You don't have to be a bitch about it," His friend snapped back. His other friend was glaring at me. I glared at them.
"Whatever," I said and I walked away. I looked back. He was laughing at something his friends said. I didn't know what this feeling was. I just knew Mark never had my heartbeat that fast before.
I looked for Ed at lunch. He sat next to his two friends from this morning. He was cute, in a nerdy way. I wondered what they were talking about. The latest comic book they read, or a movie they saw. I saw Mark and his friend Ben coming toward our table. I slid over to make room for him.
"Hey babe," He said kissing my forehead. He was wearing that cologne that I absolutely hated.
"Hey" I smiled at him.
"Still mad at me?" He asked. I sighed, there was no use arguing anymore.
"No," I said. I watched as Ed got up from his seat. I suddenly wished I said yes to the question.
Few days later, I ran into Ed again. Fate must have a horrible sense of humor. I hadn't so much ran into him once since I moved to Las Vegas and now it seemed like I was always running into him. I immediately started arguing with him. He was such a smart ass. Suddenly out of nowhere where, he kissed me. I was too shocked to say anything. It took me a minute to realize I was enjoying it. I pushed him back and walked away. It was hard to fight the smile on my face. I knew what I had to do. I sent a text out and waited for the end of the day to come.
"Annie," Mark said calling me over. I sighed mentally preparing myself.
"Hey," I greeted. I wanted to be as nice as possible about this.
"So why did you want to meet me here?" Mark asked.
"I think. I think we should break up," I said before I lost my nerve. I knew it had to end.
"You're breaking up with me, for what?" Mark asked angrily.
"I'm just not happy Mark. I haven't been for a long time," I said truthfully. I knew there was something better out there somewhere, and I needed to look. The conversation didn't last long but after it, I felt better than I ever.
"I broke up with Mark!" I told Amy at cheerleading practice.
"Really. Finally." Amy said. I looked at her. Did she know how long I've been unhappy with him?
"What makes you say that?" I said.
"Well it's just you two are always fighting, and um," Amy said biting her lip awkwardly.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"I been hearing rumors for weeks he secretly going out with Bridget Morrison. I didn't believe it of course. You know the rumors in this place," Amy said tying up her shoe. I found that I didn't care.
"I don't think it was a rumor," I said truthfully.
"Why?" Amy asked. I was slightly embarrassed to say this but I said it.
"Well Mark has been trying to get me do other things other than kissing," I admitted. Amy had her eyebrows raised.
"Seriously," Amy said with a note of disgust.
"Yep," I said.
"Well I'm glad you dumped Mark. Choose somebody better next time," Amy said.
"I will," I promised her.
I hoped that he would end of calling me. I almost thought he wouldn't but almost a week after I gave him the number, he called me.
"Hello," I said.
"Annie, its Ed," He said in a surprised tone.
"Why do you sound so shocked?" I asked him.
"Well I thought it was a joke," Ed admitted. I laughed.
"What did you expect the number to be?" I asked.
"I don't know, one of those sex hotlines," He said. I smirked.
"And what would it be 1-800 HORNY," I said. This time he laughed. I guess I was funnier than I thought.
"It could have been. For all I know, It could have been the number of some murder that specialize in nerds killing," He said. I let out a giggle. He was funny.
"So what you doing," He asked awkwardly. I smiled at that. That was one thing I hated about Mark. He was too cocky.
"I was watching a movie," I said while I turn the volume down on my T.V.
"What movie," He asked.
"Superbad," I sad. He groaned. I was taken aback. Did I say something wrong?
"What?" I asked.
"I hate that movie. When it first came out, people started calling me McLovin," He said annoyed. I laughed. Now that I thought of it he really did look like the guy.
"Oh my gosh you do look like him," I giggled.
"Do not," He said.
"It could be worse. You could look like Justin Bieber," I said.
"True, but now everyone ask me where they can get a fake I.D." He said. I could practically see him rolling his eyes. It was the perfect first conversation, and I never laughed more than I did that night
End of Flashback:
"Annie," Someone said while shaking me awake. I turned over to see my mom. She had a worried look on her face.
"Hey mom," I said groggily.
"Are you feeling any better sweetie? You have been sleeping all day?" Mom asked. I got up.
"Yeah," I said
"Boy trouble?" Mom asked. I looked up at her. How did she know?
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Sweetie. You've been to school with much worse than stomach pain. I know there has to be something else bothering you," She said. She slid underneath the covers. I suddenly started crying. My mom held me as I cried. Being in the military must have made her incredibly patient because I didn't speak for a while.
"It's ok" She said kissing my forehead. "Why don't you tell me what happened,"
Next Chapter: Annie goes investigating