Chapter 22 Break My Girls Heart

I stood across from the school staring at the front doors, watching kids flooding in, socializing before class. I watched her, coming out of her friends car, looking around a little, most likely looking for me, then giving up on the search and continuing into the school. She had sent me a few messages and I ignored them, at least I pretended to ignore them. If I was going to make her believe that I didn't care, I had to play the part.

I've had years of practice in such a role. The role of the arrogant jock who gets what he wants, whoever he wants. It should really be a cake walk. But seeing her was making me waver, I was beginning to doubt myself, I didn't know how I was going to convince the girl of my dreams that I didn't care about her.