The Cliche

"I have to go."I pull my arm away from his tight grip around my wrist. "Chloe we both know you don't have anywhere to go but just don't want me this close around you."He smirks at me the smirk that would drive any girl crazy.Maybe me too if he wouldn't remind me so much of him. "Let me go."I pull harder. Chloe has a rough bad with a certain bad boy but what happens when Jackson comes back and reminds her so much of him.I stare out the window as I sit in an uncomfortable school chair. It doesn't help that I'm in one of the most boring classes to ever exist. I mean some people hate math, but I hate social studies. Plus it's the hour right before lunch. How am I supposed to concentrate when I'm starving? So during class, I usually just stare at the football field watching the football players. Most of them have the same gym class which is weird but I don't care that much to worry about it"Your staring at George."My best friend Rose kicks me from under my chair. "What? No, I'm not."I try to lie my way out of this but it was no use.She shakes her head "Yeah, cause I didn't see you looking at him."I smile brightly at her as the teacher walks in."So for today, we are going to be changing seats. So let's begin."I sigh and stand up from my seat next to Rose. I get sat next to this boy, Caleb who I've talked to before but wouldn't say we're friends."Hey, girlie."Rose skips over to me with a grin on her face after class was over."Hey, what is wrong with your face?"She laughs loudly, the loudest I've ever heard her laugh. I mean I knew I was funny but not that much."Well, maybe I should be a comedian"I laugh.You know the moment when your crush walks into your site. When your heart quickly speeds up and you can't keep your eyes off of him. That's how I feel right now. The only problem is he doesn't know I exist and has a girlfriend.He walks down the hall and to his girlfriend Kelly. Bending down he kisses her lips slowly, while I watch ever so painfully. My heart aches to see them all over each other but there's nothing I can do.

Pages: 226, Paperback, Ottavio Ferrante