As much as Dom and Ocean argued with me, I chose not come back to school the rest of the week. It was easier to come back the following Monday mainly because I convinced myself a new week would be a fresh start. I wasn't convinced but it worked as an excuse.
"Come on, go talk to him." Ocean whispered as she saw Dallas a few lockers away from where we were standing. He was with some of his guy friends in a conversation that didn't seem to be serious.
"No," I muttered firmly and flatly. "I have to get to class."
"Nope." Ocean grabbed my arm and stopped me before I could walk away.
I rolled my eyes and looked at her with a straight face, hoping to show her how irritated I was. "Come on Ocean, stop being childish."
"You're being stubborn." She argued, giving me a flat look to mimic mine. "Just go talk to him. Better yet, go up to him and kiss him."
"I much rather be trapped in the Minneapolis bridge collapse."