3 Aftermath

I walked to school the next day with my heart pounding in my throat. Hoping, somehow, that I could explain myself to him. Determined, I marched into the courtyard to make amends, opened my mouth and was met with the hateful glare from the middle of his group of friends.

I stumbled away, bewildered. What had happened? Wasn't he perfectly fine yesterday?

My friend Chloe punched me in the arm playfully. "Nice going eh?" she grinned. "You finally broke up with McKnight. What?" she asked. "Weren't you thinking about it for, like, three months?"

I mumbled a feeble excuse and allowed her to pull me away with an arm aroundy shoulders. I didn't dare to look back.. it was all for the best..right?