Will I Survive Senior Year? by Bookworm18 (Kayla) (best non fiction books of all time txt) 📕

cuts in. Lyla laughs, the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Relax. I will. Let's go before we are late for class." She walks away to her class while I go the other way for mine.

 

~Lyla~

I told Casey and Samantha all about the date and me skipping with Gage. They were disappointed that nothing happened. It's been 2 weeks since then.

"Lyla! Lyla! Wait up girl!" I turn around and Casey and Samantha come running up to me.

"I'm so sorry. I can't believe he did that to you. I will kill him if you want me to. I swear." Samantha says bright red in the face and hyperventilating.

"Calm down. He who? Did what? Kill who? What are you talking about?" I ask super confused.

"Uh.. Oh.. We though you knew." They say sharing the Look. That is never a good sign.

"Tell me. Now. What was I supposed to know? About who?" I demand.

"About Gage. You might want to sit down." They say leading my to a bench jsut outside the school.

"What about Gage?" I ask narrowing my eyes.

"About him and Stacey." This can't be good. Stacey is the school slut. She has hated me since middle school and I didn't even do anything to her.

"What about him and Stacey?" I ask still clueless. They take a deep breath and then start.

"The janitor caught them in the supply closet doing it." Samantha says. "I'm so sorry."

So he cheated on me. He tells me he loves me and then he cheats on me. I start crying.

"Oh honey," Casey says wiping the tears off my cheeks, " don't cry. He's not worth it. If he cheated on you then then he obviously doesn't know how amazing you are. He doesn't deserve you."

I smile a little and wipe my tears. She's right. He doesn't deserve me. I won't waste tears over him. Stacey can have him. I just need to act tough now when I talk to him. I stand up determined to talk to him.

"Where are you going?" They ask confused.

"To talk to him." I say walking away. I hear them coming up behind me. I turn around. "Alone." I add.

"But... we wa-" I hold up a hand silencing them.

"I will fill you in later. This is something that I have to do alone." I say and walk away.

 

~Gage~

I see Lyla walking towards me. I haven't seen her all day so I wait for her to get to me.

"Hey babe." I say trying to put my arm around her waist.

"Don't touch me Babe." She sneers pushing my arm away and slapping me across the face.

"What was that for?" I ask, nursing my cheek. What is wrong with her?

"I don't know. Why don't you ask Stacey? You seem to be on very good terms with her." she spits out. She she found out. I bet Samantha and Casey told her. She starts to walk away, but I grab her wrist.

"Wait. I can explain." I beg as she yanks her arm out of my grasp.

"No Gage. No you can't explain. I don't want to hear any of your pathetic excuses. I'm done. We're over." She says walking away. I let her go this time. I know she means it.

"I don't even feel bad." I call to her back, even though I'm dying inside. I know I deserve this.

 

~Lyla~

"I don't even feel bad." I hear him calling to my back. I don't turn around. I just keep walking, tears bluring my vision.

"I can't believe that I wasted my first kiss on that idiot." I mutter with disgust. I angrily wipe away at the tears that escaped. I won't cry over him. Like he said, he doesn't even feel bad.

"Hey Lyla! Wait up!." I keep walking. Whoever it is catches up with me soon enough, panting and out of breath.

"What do you want?" I snap looking to see who it is. It's Jones, Gage's friend. I don't have time for him, for this. "If Gage sent you to talk to me forget about it. I don't want to hear anything he has to say and I have nothing to say to him."

"No he didn't send me. He doesn't know I'm talking to you. I saw what you did back there. Nobody has ever done that before. All of his other girlfriends just avoided him. Nobody has stood up to him before."

"Thanks. He deserved it." I shrug.

"Yeah." he says smiling a little mischievously.

"What?" knowing that he's planning something.

"I know a way that you could hurt him." He says. I eye him. He has my attention and he knows it.

"What did you have in mind?" I ask curiously.

"Be my girlfriend. If he sees that you've moved on then he can't hurt you."

"What's in it for you?" I ask, knowing that there's a catch.

"I get to make him mad. Plus your friend Samantha is cute." he looks away. I swear I see him blushing.

"Awww. Okay. Pretend right?" I ask.

"Of course. I like Samantha. I just want to be close to her." There is definetely a blush coating his cheeks now.

"Okay. When do we start?" I ask.

"RIght now." he says as the bell rings for class to end.

Chapter 8

~Jones Jared Burnok~

As soon as the bell rings I grab Lyla's hand. We walk down the hall hand in hand. Everyone is staring and whispering. As we are walking we see Gage.

"I can't do this." She says trying to pull me in the opposite direction.

"No. He needs to see this. Come on. Don't back out now." I say pulling her along. "Just look him in the eye as we pass and show no emotions."

"Okay. I'll try." She says.

 

~Lyla~

As soon as I see him I want to back out. Jones convinces me to keep going.

"Okay. I'l try." I say giving in.

When we walk past, I hold my head high and look him right in the eyes. He looks at me and then looks away. I follow his eyes and see Stacey clinging to his arm. She's so pathetic. She sneers at me and it looks like a cat scratched her face. I sneer back and walk away with Jones. Stacey can keep him. We walk outside and to Jones's car.

"What now?" I ask.

"Well, we do have to hang out sometime other than than in school for him to believe this." he says, winking at me.

"Okay. See you later." I say going to walk away. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him. He kisses me. It takes me a mintues to kiss him back. This feels so wrong. After an appropriate amount of time, I pull away.

"I'll see you later?" He asks. I nod, a little shocked to speak. What did I get myself into? I walk to my car and drive home. Gage drove me to school, but Casey and Samantha went to get it after they heard about Gage. I love my friends. When I get home I see Gage's car in my driveway. I park beside him and go in the house.

"What do you want Gage?" I ask putting my stuff on the floor and slipping my shoes off.

"I want to talk. I want a chance to explain." He says sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Talk about what? Today? We all know what happened. You cheated on me." I say with no emotion.

"And what about you and Jones? Walking down the hall holding hands. The kiss in the parking lot." He says coldly. So he saw that. Good. "Are you dating him?" His voice cracks.

"Why do you care? We aren't dating anymore. I can see whoever I want. You cheated on me." I say turning my back to him, not believing his tears.

"I care about you. I didn't want to cheat on you. Would you just sit down and let me explain?" He begs.

"You can explain all you want, but I might not be so willing to listen. We're over and nothing you say is going to change that." I walk into the kitchen to make something to eat. He follows me. "Okay. I'm listening. Explain." I say while making a sandwich.

"Will you at least look at me?" He whines.

"No Gage. I won't look at you because if I do I might do something I'll regret. Like punching you. You have 2 minutes to explain. Start talking." I say.

He blubbers on and on about how he never wanted to cheat on me and how he said that she drugged him. He got really creative with the whole thing.

"Okay. I believe you." I say when he finshed.

"You do?" He asks surprised.

"Yeah. I really do." I say, messing with him.

"So are we back together?" he asks hopefully.

"No." I laugh. "Did you honestly think that I was going to get back together with you just because you say she drugged you? Come on. You can do better than that." I say, smirking as his face falls.

"Come on Lyla. That's messed up."

"So are you. What about the whole 'I don't even feel bad'?" I snap.

"I just said that to make you feel bad. I didn't mean it. I promise." He pleads. I'm not about to give in easily.

"No Gage. I'm not going to believe you. You lost my trust. Now leave. I want to take a nap." I walk upstairs to my room. He follows me. I try to shut the door, but he stops it. "Gage. I said leave." I say turning around.

He pulls me to him and kisses me. I push him away and wipe my mouth. "Lyla baby. Please." He begs doing the puppydog face.

I push him out of my room and slam the door in his face before I crack and give in. I'm going to make him work for this. I climb into bed and drift off to sleep thinking about tomorrow.

 

I roll over and see Gage lying beside me. "Morning babe." he says. "Morning." I say stretching. I peck him on the lips and climb out of bed. I get in the shower. When I get out, Gage is lying on my bed. "Come here babe." He says motioning for me. I walk over and he pulls  me down on top of him. The towel falls and his eyes roam my body. "Oh babe. You're so hot." He says kissing me and flipping us so he's on top. He takes off his clothes and I let my eyes roam his body. He's so perfect. He kisses me and starts to enter me. I open my eyes to stare at him and suddenly it's not him I see, but my Uncle Jess from Christmas when I was 7.

 

I bolt upright in bed, the sheets tangled and wet with my sweat. I haven't had a nightmare like that in 6 years. I check the time. It's only 4:00 in the morning. Since I know I'm not going to be able to sleep again, i climb out of bed and go to the bathroom. I shower and get dressed. By then it's 6:30. I still have and hour and a half before I have to be to school. I go downstairs to make breakfast. When I walk into the kitchen I scream. Gage is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in his hands.

"Morning." he says looking up at me.

"What are you still doing here?" I demand.

"Well, you fell