What's her problem?, chapter 2
The alarm went off. BEEP BEEP. I groaned and slowly dressed. I walked downstairs. "Hey mom, I need some advice." I asked my mother Adie. Adie was startled. Her son never asked HER for advice. He usually asked his father.
"Yes honey anything" She said. "Well there is a girl at school I like a whole lot and I think she hates me" I told her.
"It's probably her "time of the month." My dad Billie Joe said. Adie scowled at him. I sighed. They'd be so busy arguing they wouldn't notice me. I walked into the garage and picked out my black convertible. I parked next to an amazing looking 2001 Pontiac Firebird. It was black and clean as hell. I got out of my car, and a girl got out of the car...
"Bella! Are you mad at me? I'm really sorry. Please let me make it up to you. Hey! I'll take you out! Please don't be mad at me" I pleaded of her. "Hey looks like Armstrong's that bitche's bitch!" A guy who was on the football team said. I blushed and was about to say something when Bella pulled me into a very obvious French kiss. "Hey looks like you just got SERVED by a bitch! Hey the stuck up jock gets what he deserves! What a DAMN SHAME. So I suggest you GET OUT of my face 'for I BUST IT UP!" Bella yelled getting in the guy's face.
"Okay okay calm your pretty little self down!" He said and left. "Listen Bell, if I did something to make you upset or angry or hurt or sad-" I started. "Why would I be sad over you" She said coldly and walked away. I felt as though my heart was ripped out.
"That's tough, man. Real tough." Frankie said as we walked to our final class of the day. It was also the class I had with Bella.
"She better realize I'm not giving up" I said. I saw her, and a panic/sick feeling rushed into my stomach. She totally ignored me the whole hour. When I went to the back of the school for a smoke, she showed up. I started my apologies again but she cut me off.
"I'm sorry about being such a bitch Joey. It's just that is hard for me to trust men because my last boyfriend raped me. I'd like to go out with you if you'd forgive me."
"Yes honey anything" She said. "Well there is a girl at school I like a whole lot and I think she hates me" I told her.
"It's probably her "time of the month." My dad Billie Joe said. Adie scowled at him. I sighed. They'd be so busy arguing they wouldn't notice me. I walked into the garage and picked out my black convertible. I parked next to an amazing looking 2001 Pontiac Firebird. It was black and clean as hell. I got out of my car, and a girl got out of the car...
"Bella! Are you mad at me? I'm really sorry. Please let me make it up to you. Hey! I'll take you out! Please don't be mad at me" I pleaded of her. "Hey looks like Armstrong's that bitche's bitch!" A guy who was on the football team said. I blushed and was about to say something when Bella pulled me into a very obvious French kiss. "Hey looks like you just got SERVED by a bitch! Hey the stuck up jock gets what he deserves! What a DAMN SHAME. So I suggest you GET OUT of my face 'for I BUST IT UP!" Bella yelled getting in the guy's face.
"Okay okay calm your pretty little self down!" He said and left. "Listen Bell, if I did something to make you upset or angry or hurt or sad-" I started. "Why would I be sad over you" She said coldly and walked away. I felt as though my heart was ripped out.
"That's tough, man. Real tough." Frankie said as we walked to our final class of the day. It was also the class I had with Bella.
"She better realize I'm not giving up" I said. I saw her, and a panic/sick feeling rushed into my stomach. She totally ignored me the whole hour. When I went to the back of the school for a smoke, she showed up. I started my apologies again but she cut me off.
"I'm sorry about being such a bitch Joey. It's just that is hard for me to trust men because my last boyfriend raped me. I'd like to go out with you if you'd forgive me."
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