I sit down at my desk all the way in the back of the class. I thought of what happened in the halls before class. Does he not love me? Tears start to welt up in my eyes. I wipe them away quickly and check my phone to see Jace blowing up my phone with "Where are you??" Texts. I start to text back but then I stop. I start to overthink about Jace and I ask to go to the bathroom.
The teacher says yes and I burst out of the classroom with tears streaming down my face. He's gonna leave me. I know it. I'm unloveable like everyone has told me. I burst into the bathroom and see Jace on his phone. Great. Just the thing for me right now. My boyfriend…well I don't even know if he's my boyfriend, to see me crying.
"Elliot!" He says. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier okay?" He goes in to hug me but I push him off.
"NO! What is it gonna be? Me or your popularity?" I yell.
"What do you mean? Nothing is with my popularity. I'm not even popular, El. What are you talking about." He has this weird expression on his face. I can't tell if he's being serious or not.
"Yes it is. You don't want to be seen with me. I get it. I'm the weird kid in the back of the class." I stop because I'm crying too much.
"Elliot. I love people seeing me with you. I want to show u off to the world like my prize. Your amazing. Just forget about what happened today. It wont happen again." He wipes my tears away and kisses me.
"Okay." I sniffle and he hugs me tightly. "I love you jay."
"I love you too El." He let's go and shoves his phone back in his pocket, almost like he was hiding something from me. Whatever, I'm probably just overthinking again.
Jace leaves after a while of calming me down and I look in the mirror at my puffy face. I try to make it go down with warm water but it wont. I put my mask up and it doesn't look any better. I give up and go back to class. My teacher looks at me for a second and lets me in the class. I hide my face as best as I can, feeling everyone's eyes on me as I plop myself down at my seat.
I lay my head down and I feel a soft hand on my shoulder. I jump up and I see my teachers startled face. "Elliot, Are you okay?" She asks looking me in my eyes.
"Yes. I'm okay." My voice shakes.
"Okay. I'm here to talk to you if…" I stop listening. Its the same thing every time. Ive heard it so many times but they never are. They promise almost everything in the world but break every single one of them.
After she walks away I put my head back down noticing everyone is staring at me and snickering like they always do. I shrug it off and eventually fall asleep thinking about the conversation Jace and I had in the bathroom.
After I wake up to the bell and multiple people gathering their things, I remember it was the last class of the day. I put my bag over my shoulder and walk out slowly after everyone leaves. I see Jace, anxiously waiting for me outside the class. I suddenly feel this sudden weight on my shoulders. It almost feels uncomfortable?
"Hey Jace." I say with a sleepy smile. Letting my head loose.
"Hey El. How was your classes?" He says starting to walk towards the exit.
"They were okay. I slept through the whole thing so I wouldn't know." I say.
I brush Jaces hand with mine and suddenly feel my face get warm. I try and grab it but he pulls away too quickly to scratch his head.
"Of course you did." He says with a groan, knowing he's gonna have to go my work for me. Jace is in all of the advanced classes so he went through this in his freshman year almost.
We walk out and get into his car. He starts to drive towards his street as I go on my phone and start looking through my social media. "What are you doing?" Jace says in an almost stern voice like he's mad at me.
"I'm just looking on Instagram, why?" I ask.
"Oh..okay." He sits back down and takes a deep breath.
What was that about? Is he mad about me going on social media? What is going on with Jay?