The title says it all...
I layed on my bed and looked out the window. I bit my lip as the rain fell.
I thought. Long and hard. Why did Pete kiss me? Did he like me? Or more importantly, did I like him?
My phone rang, causing me to jump alittle.
"Katie, it's Pete--"
"GO AWAY!! I NEVER WANT TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN!!"
Okay, so maybe I over-reacted alittle.
"Katie I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad, I just-I really like you."
I dropped my phone.
-The Next Day-
"KATIE I HATE YOU!!!" Kara screamed as she walked up to my locker.
"What did I do?" I said, already knowing the answer.
"YOU ARE SUCH A BITCH, HOW COULD YOU KISS PETE??!!"
"I-well-I didn't!! He kissed me!!!"
"You're such a lying whore."
She started to walk away.
Great. Now the most popular girl in school hates me. My life is over. My reputation was shot.
I heard whispers as I walked to find a seat. People were already talking about me. I found an empty table and sat down.
"Mind if I sit with you?"
Pete stood behind me.
I opened my mouth in protest but he'd already sat down.
"Why aren't you sitting with you're friends?"
"They hate me. And it's all you're fault."
"My fault? What did I do?"
"Kissed me." I mumbled.
"Oh...yeah." His face got red.