Page 54 - The Life of A Teenage Girl (Stories About Finding Your Way)

CHAPTER 14

R
ight after that talk, I went back to my room and sat at my

reading desk. It was the only thing that could settle my
thoughts. I didn’t want to spiral into everything I was

feeling—not again. I’m still just a child, and if I’m going to fix this, I’ll
need time.

So I took one of my favourite books that I haven’t finished reading

yet, Courtesy of Cupid, and turned to the middle page, continuing
where I left off.

After a while, I realized I do need to fix this. Not later in the day,
not next year, but right now—anytime I have. I need to do something.

Maybe not a plan; I know the made-up plans I have are what cause

breakups. So instead, the next day at school, I decided to try and talk to
both of the boys who were making my life so hard.

But Jayson wasn’t bothering to help. What I mean is, anytime we
finished a class, we’d always see or meet each other in the hallway, and

he wouldn’t even try to look at me. It’s like he wanted to, but didn’t
want to cause a scene. Even though I did.

But of course, I didn’t give up.

After the last class—Art—I walked to the foyer, trying to find my
friends so we could possibly walk back home. And then I spotted

Jayson at his locker, packing up his things. I knew this was my chance
to go talk to him, even if it was the last minute.